Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captor's demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors-both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or positive experience.
In THE WIFE'S HOT LESSONS, Barbara Allen finds herself in such a situation. Because her husband seems to have lost interest in sex, she goes out looking for a good time. She meets the wrong man, who ties her up and degrades her, then attempts to sell her-but the end result is a wife whose passion has no limits.
Though Barbara Allen, a reserved and shy librarian, suffers through a horrible experience, she comes through it all with her sensibilities intact, knowing that bondage has released her captive sexuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Mmmmm-mmm!" moaned the black-haired woman. Her black nightgown was bunched up around her slender waist, leaving the pink-tinged hillocks of her ass bare. Her ample tits were squashed on her husband's thighs as she sucked his rigid cock.
"Oh, Richard, darling," she cooed as she raised her head to study the throbbing prick. "I love to suck your cock soooo much!"
The man reached down to tousle his wife's hair. "You do it good, Barb, honey. Just run your little tongue around the head of my cock. Ahh, that feels nice!"
Barbara Allen's tongue traced a moist line around the conical head of her husband's cock.
She could feel the prickhead swelling with lust as her tongue-lashing brought his passion to a fever pitch. The ripe smell of her hungry cunt was rich and heavy in her nostrils. The meaty, masculine flavor of her husband's prick, the feeling of life and raging horniness that pulsed within the spire of his cock, was turning her on incredibly.
Oh, she thought, I hope it's better tonight!
As she moved her body, her nipples rotated, pressing deeply into the resilient flesh of her boobs. The firmness of her husband's thighs and the sheer fabric of her nightie thrilled her nipples. Prickles of sexual excitement tingled through her jugs.
She lightly kissed the piss-hole at the tip of her husband's cock. A tiny, salty-sweet trace of pre-seminal fluid made her hum with delight. Richard was definitely getting into it tonight!
She wondered where their marriage had gone wrong. There were so few good nights these days. It wasn't like that when they first had gotten married. Anything but!
She had been fresh out of college with a bachelor's degree in library science, working afternoons and evenings in the local public library. He was a handsome young civil engineer who came in several times a month to pour over the latest trade and technical journals. Something had attracted her to him at the start. He was tall, rangy and well-built, his face deeply tanned from working in the sun and wind. But there was more to it than that. There was just something about him, the way he moved, the way he talked, the way he looked at her, that made her feel weak in the knees.
Of course, she always told herself, a man like that could never be interested in a girl like her. She had a nice enough figure, she supposed-at least, men were supposed to like their women long-legged, full of waist and narrow of hips. She had big boobs, which always seemed about to flow out of her bra and burst free of the tight, chastely high-necked sweaters she wore. But men had never seemed to pay much attention to her. She'd been a shy, reserved Library Sciences student, and now she was a shy, reserved librarian, never without the big round-framed glasses that hid most of her face.
Of course, Richard Allen always seemed to find an opportunity to talk to her whenever he dropped into the library. And he did look at her in a way that made her feel ... funny. But how could she expect him to be interested in a twenty-four-year-old virgin with glasses and black hair always in a bun? She was an old maid. She'd better start getting used to the role.
Then, one evening after closing time, she'd been working in the stacks. The carpet was thick, designed to absorb the sound of footsteps. She'd had no idea she wasn't alone in the library till a suntanned hand slipped around her side and cupped a heavy boob.
She whirled around with a gasp of astonishment which turned into passion as she felt her nipple grow hard beneath the intruder's palm. Richard Allen had deftly plucked her glasses from her nose and crushed his lips to hers. His other arm went around her slim body, pressing her to him, pinning his hand over the luscious fruit of her tit.
Any other twenty-four-year-old virgin might have squealed and squirmed away to slap the engineer's face indignantly. Not Barbara! This was like having all of her sex fantasies come true. She'd never dreamed anything like this could really happen, and she was determined to enjoy it!
Her tongue darted around in her mouth to battle his as it swished over her teeth. The hand behind her back crept up to loosen the severe bun of her hair. Her black locks cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Strong fingers squeezed her boob till it felt as though her tit would burst from sheer pleasure!
Then he pushed her down to the floor. She now recognized the strange crawly feeling she'd always felt in the pit of her stomach when she saw Richard Allen. For one thing, it wasn't in her stomach anymore. It was in her pussy, a stronger fonri of the overpowering lust she had often felt!
She tugged her calf-length skirt clear up around her hips. The lean, tall man raised his mouth from hers. His mouth gleamed with her saliva. "Do you want it?" he asked gently. "Do you really and truly want me to fuck you, here and now?"
"Yes!" she almost screamed. "I want you to fuck me! I need you to fuck me!"
Even in her fever of lust, her own words surprised her. She'd never been one for crude language, but she felt that if she didn't get a cock into her pussy right now, she'd die of sheer horniness!
Richard reached down and undid the fly of his pants. His weight bore Barbara deep into the pile carpet. His chest was squashing her boobs, and it felt fantastic!
She reached down to grasp the rampant cock he fished out of his trousers. His mouth over hers muffled another astonished gasp. She'd read books on sex while she was in college-out of academic interest, nothing more, or so she'd told herself. At that time she'd learned that most men's cocks were about six inches long when hard.
But Richard Allen's eager prick was at least eight ; inches long!
For a moment she wondered how such a massive shaft of prick could fit into her virgin pussy tunnel.
Then Richard was tugging aside the legband of her panties to expose her untried cunt. Air currents washed coolly over the mouth of her cunt.
A stream of pussy oils sloshed over Richard's finger as he probed her pussy lips with a finger. He teased the cuntlips apart and plunged his finger into the brimming well of her pussy. Barbara gave a squeal of joy and brought her ass off of the floor, screwing her pussy hard onto the man's stiffened finger. His eyes widened as he discovered that her cherry was intact. He withdrew his dripping finger from her cunt.
Still holding the legband of her underpants to one side, the tall man raised his hips. "Ahhh," Barbara sighed as she felt the tip of his prick touch the opening of her pussy.
Richard lowered himself. His cockhead wedged the lips of her cunt apart and slipped into her pussy. She moaned as she felt the fullness of a prick in her cunt for the first time in her life. Then she moaned again, tossing her head as the long spear of cockmeat began to slide into her moist and ready cunt.
There was a brief stab of pain as the cockhead shoved against her cherry. Richard looked down at her, his green eyes full of concern. She nodded her head and rolled her hips, swirling her cunt around his prick. In her passion, she was unable to speak.
With a sudden thrust of his hips, Richard buried his cock balls-deep in the black-furred pussy. Pain shot through the length of the librarian's pussy tunnel, gradually disappearing to be replaced by the fabulous sensation of a big, hard, throbbing cock filling her pussy to overflowing.
"God!" she cried, head thrown back. "I never thought it would feel so good!"
Her knees were drawn up to either side of the engineer's powerful body. Instinctively, she started to wag her hips from side to side. Her clinging cunt, as tight as only a virgin's pussy sheath can be, played exquisitely around the thick trunk of cock embedded in it. The man groaned with delight at the hot, juicy pussy so avidly clutching his prick.
He pulled his cock from her pussy. Barbara thought she would go mad from sheer ecstasy as the cock drew out of her cunt. The backward-flaring motion of Richard's cockhead seemed to expand her pussy walls even farther coming out than going in!
Her clit was swollen with desire. It pushed out of the pink hood of sweet pussy flesh, straining with eagerness. Richard moved his body up hers so that the upper surface of his cock raked over the clit as it fucked out of her cunt. Fiery delight seared her cunt, and she began to scream with uncontrollable passion.
She had no idea of how long they fucked there on the carpet, with the shelves of books looming silently all around. It seemed that she came a thousand times around the thick cock moving in and out of her pussy. The stiff prick stirred her insides like a spoon, wracking her cunt tunnel out of her shape and filling her lush young body with pleasures she'd never before imagined.
Then the man had gone tense. She clawed at his back, wondering what was happening. Was his heart about to give out? He'd been fucking her with the forceful vigor of a trained athlete. Maybe he'd overworked himself. She had no experience with fucking and wondered: Had she done something wrong?
The cock planted in her pussy expanded till it seemed that her cunt would split its seam. She cried out as an intense sensation filled her pussy channel. Then, suddenly, the cock clenched like a fist, and a hot blast of liquid shot into her cunt tunnel.
She froze. Richard moaned and ground his crotch against hers. The elastic in the legband of her panties cut into the flank of his pulsating prick. The cock twitched again in the well-greased pussy. This time the slimy-feeling liquid bubbled up the length of the buried cockshaft and drooled from the mouth of her pussy.
She knew what was happening then ... he was coming!
"Yes!" she screamed as her pussy contracted with yet another furious orgasm. "Fill my pussy with your come! Your jism is getting me off! AHHHHHHHHH!"
With a start like that, it seemed that their romance could never go sour. Over the next few months they fucked like rabbits, wherever and whenever the opportunity presented itself, in the front seat of Richard's big Harvester carry-all, on the desk in his office, in the backyard of Barbara's one-bedroom house in the university area. They ate each other out under the wind-quivering pines in the national forest, and she tasted her lover's come for the first time as birds sang all around them. They fucked in bed, out of bed, on the floor or standing up. As tall as she was, Barbara could throw one perfectly-shaped leg around Richard's waist as he pumped his prick in and out of her pussy, or she could bend over and grip her knees as he fucked his cock into her wet cunt from behind.
She'd even sucked his cock once in the back row of a crowded movie theater while he calmly munched popcorn and watched the film!
Their marriage followed as a matter of course. Their wedding night was truly memorable, and the first few months were really and truly married bliss.
But then, something had gone wrong. Richard had to be off on his job a lot. When he was home, he either didn't feel like fucking at all, or just couldn't seem to stay interested. He would fuck his wet and willing wife for a while, then would come into her thirsty cunt, pull his soggy cock out and fall instantly asleep.
They talked about it till they were blue in the face. Both promised to do something about it. But things never seemed to change.
Until tonight! Erotic electricity seemed to crackle in the bedroom air. Rich's big cock pulsed with excitement between his hot, young wife's avid lips. Barbara's pussy hummed with desire.
Soft lips slid down around the wedge-shaped head of Rich's cock. The tall man shuddered. Barbara fastened her mouth in a taut "O" around the joining of prick head with the thick stalk of the cock. She sucked in with all her might as her tongue laved lovingly over the swollen purple cockhead.
"Unnnh!" Richard's feet dug into the mattress and his lean, hard butt came off of the bed. He tried to drive his cock hilt-deep into his wife's sucking face. She rode his naked body as it rose, refusing to admit any more of his cock to her mouth.
Her cheeks went hollow. Her mouth was full of the beefy flavor of cock. Her milky skin seemed to glow with lust.
Her husband's ball-sac shrunk to a compact globe. His cock quivered with the need to pump her lovely face full of seething jism. His big, strong hands stroked the back of her neck. Fingers tangled her long black hair.
With all of her being, Barbara longed to have Rich spew his delicious come into her mouth till she couldn't down another drop of the creamy, white goodness. But she had other plans! She gave a final suck to the cock in her mouth, threatening to pull Rich's innards out through the piss-slit, then released the prick from her ruby-red lips.
Richard's stiff cock waved around in the air. Drops of Barbara's spit flew from the tip, and the reddish-purple prickhead seemed to glow with a gloss of her saliva.
"Ahhh, honey," the man murmured. "Why'd you stop?"
As an answer, Barbara stood up onto her knees. Holding her nightie up above her lushly-padded hips to bare the black triangle of her pussy, she swung a shapely leg over her husband's crotch. She could feel the heat of his cockhead washing over the dripping pink lips of her cunt. "Okay, baby," she said huskily, "get ready. I'm about to fuck the living daylights out of you!"
Richard's big prick gave a jerk of excitement.
Slowly, the half-naked brunette lowered herself. Her cunt drooled fragrant sauces down the insides of her silken thighs.
Gently, her delicate pussy lips kissed the head of the mighty cock. The prick shuddered at the hot, moist touch of the pussy. A fat droplet of cunt honey rolled down the side of the towering spire of cock.
Barbara's long, slender body tingled with excited anticipation. God, that giant cock felt good to her pussy lips! She let herself down a bit more. Her pussy flaps flowed out and down to encircle her husband's cockhead.
"Ahhhhhhhh," they sighed in unison.
Barbara's pussy was on fire with desire for her husband's rigid prick. She made herself fuck her cunt onto the cock slowly, with a corkscrew motion of her hips that had them both gasping for air. His cock made squishing sounds as it twirled around in her pussy.
Fascinated, Richard watched as inch after inch of rock-hard cock was swallowed up by the black-bearded mouth of his wife's pussy. The woman's body was fit, firm and curvy in all the proper places, and her pussy was still nearly as tight as that night so long ago in the library, where he'd broken her cherry. They were both active young people, and they both worked hard at keeping fit.
And oh, how it paid off!
The ballooning cockhead traveled up Barbara's pussy. It seemed to be climbing clear up to her throat. The thick shaft of the prick forced the elastic membranes of her cunt delightfully far apart.
The bristly hair surrounding the base of Richard's prick tickled the insides of her splayed-out pussy lips. She sighed. She was almost disappointed that there was no more of her husband's magnificent cock to cram up her needy young pussy.
But what was in her cunt already sure felt nice!
She rolled her hips experimentally. Cunt juices spilled from her twat and swamped her husband's pubic hair. Her own midnight-black pussy fur was matted, dripping with the sweet-smelling honey of her pussy.
Rich's cock was like an iron bar thrust into her snatch. It was so big and hard. "Yeah," she breathed. "That's the way I like it!"
Her husband gripped her by the hips. His thumbs massaged the tender flesh to either side of the arrowhead of her cunt bush. She could feel his pulse hammering in the spike of cock driven into her pussy.
She raised her hands to cup her heavy tits. The touch of her palms thrilled her erect nipples through the sheer fabric of her nightie. Her tits seemed to inflate with pleasure. She shook back her hair and began to raise her half-nude body.
The cheeks of her ass clamped firmly together as she pulled up her hips, her pussy sucking on the pole of Rich's prick. He gritted his teeth. His fingers dug into her flesh. "Wow," he whispered.
Barbara barely heard him. Her pulse was roaring like an angry surf in her ears. With her pussy tightly gripping the fat stalk of cock, the sensation of fullness, of truly having her cunt fucked full of prick, was vastly increased. The pleasure was almost intolerable!
Slowly, she lifted herself. The friction of Rich's massive cock in her hungry cunt was driving her mad. I'm going to do it! she exulted. I'm going to come! Soon, God, so soon!
The cock slurped out of her pussy. The cunt lips molded themselves to the contours of the giant prick. When they closed in like a vise around the narrow juncture of his cock, she sighed and rotated her hips.
Her pussy was like a hot, willing mouth sucking Rich's cock. He lay still and gave himself up to pleasure. His prick throbbed with excitement.
Barbara took a deep breath. Her belly hollowed and her pussy gripped her husband's prick still more firmly. Then, without warning, she dropped straight into Rich's lap.
Rich's cock shot into her pussy like a rocket was being launched up the oily tube of his wife's cunt. Barbara howled in a wordless delirium of ecstasy as her cunt walls seemed to be blasted apart by the surging cock. Her buttcheeks landed with a slap on Rich's thighs. The bed bucked and creaked.
"Gahhh!" Rich shouted. He went crazy. He drove his cock upward with all his strength, lifting his wife high in the air. She squealed lustfully and stroked his cock with the agile muscles of her pussy. The cock stroked out of her cunt as Rich's body dropped beneath her. She fell heavily, impaling her soaking-wet cunt once more on his upright stake of cock.
Then he began fucking her for all he was worth, and that was a lot! "Yessssss!" screamed the brunette. "It feels so good to have you fucking meeeeeee!"
She rode her husband like a rodeo bronc rider. His powerful body bucked off of the bed in surge after surge of furious energy. His cock fucked in and out of her well-greased pussy with a power she could scarcely believe.
It was like old times again. "I feel it!" she cried. Her hair flew about as Rich thrust her up into the air, his cock throbbing madly within her pussy. "It's coming! I'm about to come! God, I'm so close! Oh, baby, I'm almost there!"
How long had it been since her pussy tunnel had gone into the sweet throes of climax? She didn't know how many days or weeks it had been, but one thing she did know: It had been too long.
But now it would happen soon. Her passion soared as she pumped her ass up and down on Richard's cock. The rhythmic opening and closing of her pussy passage, as the cock slurped in and out, was like a shutter in the wind in her cunt.
Rich's fingers turned into talons gripping her hips. "Ohhhhhhhh," she screamed. "Yes, yes! Come in me now!"
He did! His mighty cock seemed to spurt a charge of jism into the cauldron of her cunt like a toothpaste tube being stepped on suddenly. She shrilled with ecstasy at the feel of her husband's hot come. Another spray of come blasted into her cunt as she sat back down on his trembling cock.
She was close to coming, so close she could almost taste it. But her orgasm was like a bowl of ripe fruit set just out of reach. Try as she might, even with her husband's spurting come tingling like liquid fire in her pussy, she couldn't quite reach it!
She cried out in passion and frustration and tightened her pussy around Rich's big cock. The prick hosed more come into the sperm-soaked cunt tunnel. White come, diluted by pussy juice, ran in torrents from the gaping mouth of her cunt.
Rich moaned and thrashed as he came in her pussy with the force of an erupting volcano. His jism geysered far up into the furthest recesses of her cunt with every pulse of his mammoth cock, but still the black-haired beauty couldn't force herself over the brink into the land of orgasm!
"Noooo!" she wailed as the tremors in her husband's cock began to subside. The spurts of come were becoming less frequent, the fountain of jism dying away to a dribble. Rich's cock gave a final throb, then almost instantly became limp.
Barbara sat down on her husband's thighs. His cock was like a lump of dead meat in her still-aroused cunt. The need to come played on her nerves like fingernails scraping a blackboard.
"Whew," Rich sighed. His eyes were blissfully closed.
Why? Barbara asked herself. Doesn't he want to be reminded I'm here, too? That I have needs as well as he?
"You're a tremendous fuck, baby," her husband murmured. His hands gently pushed her off of him. Reluctantly, resentfully, she slid to one side and let his lifeless cock slip out of her pussy. The prick collapsed like a worm into his crotch, slimed with his jism and the succulent sauces of Barbara's pussy.
Her cunt lips slobbered cunt honey and come down her legs. She lay beside her husband's still body. "Rich," she said. "Rich, baby. I didn't come." Her lower lip trembled. She was so disappointed that she wanted to bawl like a baby.
His eyelids fluttered. "Sorry ... honey." His voice trailed off like a suddenly unplugged tape recorder. His wife stared at him in disbelief.
He'd fallen sound asleep!
She threw herself back down so hard that the bed rocked. She couldn't believe it! He'd let her fuck herself to the very brink of a fabulous come, then left her hanging! He'd gotten his rocks off. It was as if that was all he cared about!
What had come over him?
Her nightgown was bunched up around the firm dome of her belly. Air currents caressed her hot cunt and soaking pussy lips like loving fingers. She stirred her hips and moaned involuntarily. Even the breeze on her yawning cunt was making her horny!
A sudden resolve came over her. Tentatively, she touched her jugs. Her nipples were just as stiff and eager as a few minutes before. They stood out proudly from the full globes of her tits like tiny fingers. touch. She was a hell of a woman, she knew. She; was lovely, desirable, a superb fuck-Rich had just. finished telling her so!
Then why couldn't she come, too?
Her fingers stroked the black-bushed mound of her pussy. The spongy cunt gave off waves of delight. She ran her fingers down to touch the frilly hair that fringed the full well of her pussy. The slit of her cunt throbbed at the contact.
A long-nailed fingertip teased the pussy slit open. She ran a single finger of each hand into her cunt. Her cunt sauces washed eagerly around the probing fingers.
She fucked her fingers in and out of her still-needy cunt. A sharp breath hissed in through clenched teeth. That was better! If she couldn't have Rich's prick filling her cunt long enough to get off, she was going to stuff her pussy with her own fingers until that did the job!
Two fingers didn't seem to be enough. She stuck another finger from each hand into her cunt-mouth. "Ahhh," she moaned, but still her cunt cried out for more.
Two more fingers fucked into her cunt to the knuckle. The walls of her pussy were stretched wide. "That's it," she groaned, six fingers in her cunt now.
She started to finger-fuck herself, slowly at first, then with a rising tempo as her passion flared once more. Her pussy slurped at the jerking fingers. The aroma of hungry cunt once more filled her nose.
Hot pleasure flowed up her pussy and filled her body. She began to squirm on the rumpled sheets. Her breath came in short, choppy bursts.
Her tits seemed to swell with desire. That was more like it! The skin of her ample tits became incredibly sensitive, so much so that the nightie rustling over her nipples sent delight crackling into her boobs, charging her half-naked body with electric lust!
Her fingers became a blur as she plunged them in and out of her pussy. Cunt juice sprayed from her pussy all over her widespread thighs and the white sheets. Her clit was swollen hard, like a tiny pearl at the top of her pussy gash. The touch of her fingers made the clit throb with ecstasy.
It came without warning. One moment she was lying on her back with her legs far apart, cramming both hands into her cunt as hard and as fast as she could. Then her whole body seemed to close in around the fingers in her pussy, and her cunt tunnel seemed to tie itself into a knot. Every nerve in her body came alive, and then she came.
She screamed like a banshee. The mattress bounced as she shook with the force of her long-overdue climax. Her pussy seemed to be trying to suck her hands farther into itself.
Then, as quickly as it had come, the sudden squall of an orgasm passed. Barbara lay on her back, gasping. The rapid-fire come had exhausted her, but it hadn't satisfied the desperate need in her cunt. It only whetted her appetite for more.
She looked at her husband. He lay snoring, dead to the world. A tear welled up from a sky-blue eye. She was going to have to do something, and soon. Something, she knew, was very wrong.
She just couldn't take it any more!
CHAPTER TWO
"Hi there, stranger," Barbara said in a voice she scarcely recognized as her own. "Buy a girl a drink?"
She sidled over to the bar stool next to the big blond man. She didn't know what had made her single him out. He was just sitting there by himself, gazing absently into his glass of bourbon, no ice. He looked up at her curiously. She felt a sudden urge to bolt.
"Sure," he said. Then his face split with a grin. "But only because you're obviously uncomfortable, using a corny line like that!"
Barbara flushed. The man was laughing at her. She wanted to slap his face. Instead, she started to laugh too. She realized how ridiculous she looked.
The tension flowed out of her.
"Yeah, I guess you read me pretty well," she said shakily. She pulled a cigarette from a pack with unsteady fingers.
A lighter flared to light the cigarette. She puffed it gratefully into life. "Thanks," she said, exhaling smoke. "I guess I'm not too good at this, huh?"
"Who is?" the blond man asked. Now at close quarters, she could see something about him she hadn't been able to tell through the dim light and cigarette smoke in the lounge. He was extremely handsome, in a big and boyish sort of way. "Except the professionals, and you're obviously not one of those, if you'll pardon my saying so."
"I-I don't know what to say."
"Tell me what you'd like to drink."
Barbara hesitated. "Scotch and water," she said. The blond man signaled the bartender.
After he'd ordered, Barbara said, "I just can't tell you how perfectly idiotic I feel."
"That's quite all right," the man said quietly. "I can't tell you just how fortunate I feel."
Barbara looked at him with wide eyes. "You really mean that?"
"Of course." He sipped his drink. "A beautiful woman comes up to me in a crowded bar, obviously looking for a little illicit fling, just as obviously unsure of herself and feeling a little guilt at what she's doing. But, in a certain fumbling way, she's very graceful about it. It makes me feel good."
Barbara gulped. "Thank you, I think," she said in a little-girl voice.
He finished his drink. "My name's John," he said. "John Halen."
"Barbara," Barbara said. She didn't offer her last name.
"Now we come to the moment of truth," John said, staring deeply into the limpid, blue pools of her eyes. "Was a drink all you were looking for?"
Barbara felt a blush rising in her cheeks. She tried to speak, but no sound came. Almost involuntarily, her brightly painted red lips formed the word "no."
John smiled warmly. "Let's go, then," he said as he rose. Barbara finished her drink and stood up too quickly. Dizziness assailed her. She groped out uncertainly with her hand.
John took it in his. Holding Barbara firmly, he led her out through the crowd of people in the poorly-lit bar.
Here goes nothing, she thought as she stepped into the cab John had flagged down a few minutes later.
The cab rumbled through the nighttime streets. The driver seemed cold and distant, as though he was in another dimension, dimly visible but somehow removed. Streetlights striped the passing darkness when Barbara looked out of the window.
Barbara sat with her miniskirted hip touching John's leg. She was becoming more and more aware of his presence. There was something about him, something like ... like what had attracted her to Richard in the first place, she thought with a pang of guilt.
Then she chided herself. Why feel any guilt? This was Richard's fault. She'd taken all she could. He'd awakened her as a woman, shown her the lusting, passionate, man-hungry side of her nature she'd repressed for so long. Now he was virtually ignoring her.
What else could he expect?
Slowly, she reached for John Halen's fly. He stiffened at her touch. His eyes flickered to the side, but she refused to meet his gaze.
As if in a dream, unnaturally calm fingers took hold of his zipper and pulled it down. She felt his prick growing warmer and firmer beneath her hand. She unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his pants and slid her fingers into the waistband of his undershorts.
Her fingers touched hard cock. Her heart gave a leap of anticipation. The stranger's cockmeat was alien to her touch, but she felt her pussy begin to Water. Her nipples poked out the front of her clinging white blouse, making little tents of fabric.
Hesitantly, she pulled John's cock out of his pants. He sat perfectly still, watching her out of the corner of his eye. His cock snapped instantly erect as soon as the head was free of the elastic band.
Barbara's eyes widened in awe. John Halen's cock was shorter than her husband's, much shorter, but it was incredibly thick! It must have been six inches around! It looked like the tapered stump of a California redwood.
She leaned forward. Her mouth was drawn to the big, stiff cock like iron to a magnet. She felt the heat of the prick washing over her face. The undersides of her heavy boobs touched his left thigh. She parted her lips and closed her eyes.
The head of John's cock touched her open mouth. A thrill of excitement ran down her spine. Her head swam with the rich, full flavor of all-male cock.
Her tongue crept forward, its tip touching the tip of John's prick. She heard his breath hiss inward.
She pressed her tongue-tip into the piss-hole in the very end of his cock. He gave a low moan of pleasure. A strong hand came down onto the back of her neck, holding her in place.
She opened her mouth wider to take in the giant cock. Her lips slid down the head of the rigid prick, stretching farther and farther apart as the cockhead entered her mouth. She wrapped both hands around the base of the cock.
Her teeth slipped into the groove that ran around the base of the prickhead. She swirled her tongue over the enormous, blunt cone of the cockhead. John's grip tightened on her neck.
Ahead, a light flicked to red. The cab slowed to a stop. The cabbie lounged in the driver's seat, wondering how his favorite team would do in the NBA playoffs.
The couple in the back seat were strangely quiet. That wasn't too unusual. The tall, black-haired fox with the willowy figure and spectacular jugs was no longer to be seen in the rearview mirror, and her companion had a slightly glassy smile on his face. That wasn't too unusual either.
He heard a soft sucking sound. His own prick gave a sympathetic throb. What I wouldn't give to fuck into that, he thought. I can just imagine those cool, lovely lips wrapped around my prick. Or her pussy, coming down onto my cock like an oily sock. I wonder what her cunt feels like?
He shrugged. He'd never know. The light turned green. He let out the clutch. The cab moved ahead.
Let the couple in the back have their fun. It was all the same to him as long as they paid their fare, la Barbara was having to fight to control her excited trembling. It wasn't simply that this was her first infidelity to Richard. It was the first time she'd seen or touched, to say nothing of had her mouth on, another man's cock. The novelty of having her lips wrapped around a stranger's big prick was almost as big a turn-on as the forbidden thrill of adultery!
John's cock was bucking like a brahma bull. He was close to coming. Suddenly, Barbara felt an overwhelming urge to sample his come. What does his jism taste like? she wondered. Her pussy began to go taut with excessive horniness.
Her fingers began pumping lightly up and down the lower part of the huge prick. No point trying to fuck her face on the incredibly thick cock. She'd long since learned a man's prick was most sensitive where the head met the cockshaft!
She turned so her tits rested in his lap. He stroked the back of her head. She pressed her lips down on the cockstalk and sucked fiercely.
John's buttcheeks clamped. His prick seemed to grow between Barbara's lips. For a moment it seemed her jaw would pop out of its sockets.
The blond man strained to keep from fucking his cock balls-deep into the black-haired woman's face. Christ, but she knew how to give head! It felt as if he'd fucked his cock into a vacuum cleaner!
Slam! Slam! Slam! Three massive contractions hit his prick. A jet of come rebounded from the roof of her mouth. "Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned in surprise. Her throat muscles worked to drink down the precious come.
Another pulse of the outsized prick and Barbara's mouth was swimming with acrid sperm. John's jism tasted like Richard's, and yet it was different, distinct. She couldn't put her finger on it. Perhaps it was a change in tartness, or maybe saltiness. She swallowed hot come. Another jerk of the tree trunk-like cock and her mouth overflowed despite her greedy come-drinking.
She felt drops of jism roll down her chin and drip onto her hands. John's hips were in constant motion. His cock spat wad after wad of boiling come into her waiting mouth. She swirled her tongue around in the mess of jism in her mouth, reveling in its strange but familiar flavor.
When the mammoth cock gave its final pulse and then lay still, Barbara felt a flash of disappointment. Then she remembered this was just a foretaste of carnal delights to come!
She raised her head. Come ran down both sides of her mouth. Her lipstick was smeared. She licked jism off of her lips, then bent down to clean the softening cock of the come that covered it, with still-avid lips and tongue.
* * *
John Halen's apartment was spacious and expensive-looking. The carpet was a deep, rich pile, the walls covered with framed prints and tastefully-executed original oils. The couch and chairs in the living room were covered in what looked-and smelled-like genuine leather.
Barbara stood in the doorway, looking about in awe. She and Richard had always lived well on the money he had made as an engineer, but they would never have been able to afford anything as luxurious as this!
John slipped off his jacket. He was wearing a trim vest beneath. "Can I get you a drink?" he asked.
He went into the other room. Barbara walked over to the couch, sat down and began running her hands over it. It was real leather, all right. The smooth texture of the fine leather excited her.
She sat back up as John came back into the room. He handed her a drink. He took a sip of the dark liqueur and set his glass on a hand-carved end table. Then he began to undress.
Barbara watched him, her blue eyes wide. He certainly didn't believe in wasting any time! Her heart raced. Her pussy once more started to leak fragrant sauces into the crotch of her panties.
She sat uncertainly as John pulled off his clothes. Beneath was a brawny, thick-muscled body. Barbara sipped her drink and eyed the man appreciatively. The rest of him was as impressive as his two-inch-thick cock!
She took one more sip of her drink. Then, rolling the syrupy liqueur around on her tongue, she set the glass on the coffee table, sat back and began unbuttoning her filmy blouse.
As John pulled his-white shirt off, he studied the young woman. Her nipples were broad, wine-dark patches against the white globes of her jugs. Slowly the blouse fell open, revealing a greater and greater expanse of soft pink titflesh.
Barbara pulled her blouse open to completely bare her ripe tits. John nodded appreciatively as he pulled his pants and underwear down his muscular thighs. His cock arched as the underpants dragged the head downward. Then it sprang free, looking like the barrel of a cannon jutting from his hairy crotch.
Barbara bit her lip. She stood and slid her skirt up around her hips. She undid the skirt, took it off ' and let it fall to the floor. She hooked her thumbs in the waist of her panties.
Gradually, she pulled the yellow panties down. Her cuntbun appeared before John's lusting eyes. Her pussy fur was neat and trim, more like a bar than a triangle of black cunt hair that reached down toward the mouth of her pussy. John's cock throbbed in horny anticipation as the woman pulled her panties down her thighs.
She stepped gracefully out of her panties. Nude, she stepped forward, stretching her arms wide. Her tits rode up her ribcage, jutting proudly. The nipples looked like reddish-brown marbles.
Their naked bodies came together. The underside of John's cock crushed Barbara's pussy mound as they kissed. His chest was crushed hard against her tits, driving the nipples deep into the pillowy jugs.
John ran a hand down her long, shapely back, cupping the cheeks of her ass. She moaned and ground her cunt against his cock. She rocked her hips back and forth, mock-fucking the prick with her pussy. Her cunt lips slathered aromatic oils all over the base of the stiff cock.
He began to walk her back toward the couch. Her tongue intertwined with his, she sat. Her bare buttcheeks splayed out on the leather.
The upholstery was cool and felt strange on her naked rump. The feel of it was helping to turn her on! John sat down next to her, reaching a hand out to play with her tits.
He stretched out on the couch between the seated woman's legs, his face poised in front of her cunt. He put his hands on her hips and pulled. Getting his message, she picked herself up and swung a leg over his face.
Her cunt blossomed before John's eager eyes. The pink of her pussy contrasted brilliantly with the jet-black of her cunt fur. A large drop of cunt honey glittered in the entry way of her pussy hole. The hot, spicy smell of hungry young cunt washed over his face like a wind.
Barbara leaned forward. Her tits swung forward and down, thumping gently on John's belly. Her jugs rolled so that the rigid nipples drilled into his stomach muscles. He sighed as her lips met the head of his cock in a fervent kiss.
His warm breath feathered the insides of her thighs and caressed her open cunt. She stirred her butt invitingly and began to take his cock into her mouth.
As the warm wetness of her mouth enfolded his enflamed cockhead, John reached out and picked up her half-filled glass. A finger stretched up to play with the lips of the woman's pussy. She shivered with excited pleasure as a trickle of cunt juice ran down his finger.
He took a sip of the creme de menthe, then a whole mouthful. He swirled the sweet liqueur around in his mouth, then raised his head and pulled her cunt mouth wide-open with the fingers of both hands. He pressed his mouth to her yawning cunt gash. His lips parted. His tongue slipped into the moist chamber of her cunt.
Pleasure played up and down her pussy tunnel. She felt a peculiar tingling in her cunt. Richard had eaten her cunt often enough-in the old days, at least-but she'd never felt anything like this.
She turned her head and saw that John was just placing the glass of creme de menthe on the carpet. Two of the fingers of that hand had a tell-tale sheen of cunt honey.
Barbara felt a wild surge of excitement. John had had a mouthful of creme de menthe. That was the tingling she had felt in her cunt. His tongue was covered with the syrupy, alcoholic liquid, and was swishing around in her cunt like a swizzle stick.
Cunt juice and creme de menthe-that was a new kind of mixed drink!
Her jaws were forced wider apart as she fucked her face slowly onto the massive spear of John's cock. Her husband had a thick prick, but it was nothing like this one. She wasn't sure she could fit the whole cock in her mouth, but she was determined to try. John's mouth was fastened over her pussy. He sucked noisily at her dripping cunt. His tongue fucked in and out of her pussy, coating the greasy cunt-tunnel with sweet liqueur.
Her mouth was wide open. John's prickhead filled her mouth. The upper side of the flaring cockhead was crushing her tongue. The flavor of cock was strong and rich in her mouth.
Her lips sought loose flesh farther down on the turgid cock stalk. John hummed into her pussy and brought his tongue from her cunt with a licking motion that sent ecstasy crackling through the nerves of her sensitive cunt. His tongue lapped at the juicy slit of her cunt. She trembled. She was so turned on she could hardly stand it! The creme de menthe was seeping into her pussy, giving off a warm glow of delight into her cunt.
She forced her face closer to the base of John's fat cock. Her vision swam. The cone-shaped head of his cock passed into the back of her mouth, then entered her throat. She felt her neck muscles stretching to accommodate the huge girth of his prick. The cock jerked with his pounding pulse.
Then her nose pressed into the curly bush surrounding the base of her new acquaintance's cock. John moaned into her pussy, thrilling her greedy cunt, and moved his hips so that the prick stirred within her mouth.
It was her turn to moan. The cock was gigantic! Her jaws were spread so wide that the sockets creaked. But the sheer erotic vitality that pulsed in the cock was making her fantastically horny!
Her tongue curled around the cock. John's fingers tugged her cunt mouth farther open. His tongue swirled around in her pussy and stabbed at her blood-engorged clit.
The ravishing black-haired beauty hadn't known how turned on she really was until then. The touch of John's tongue on her straining clit sent sparks shooting the length of her cunt and up through her naked body. Abruptly, the tunnel of her cunt closed in on itself so hard it made her gasp, the air from her lungs whooshing out around the cock stuffed in her mouth.
She was coming! She cried out in surprise and rotated her hips as John fucked his tongue up into her pussy. The creme de menthe seemed to flicker into flame in her cunt as her body lit up with the mind-bending ecstasy of climax. Her pussy pulsed around the stiffened tongue and filled John's mouth with a rush of tasty oils.
She started furiously fucking her face up and down on the unyielding staff of John's cock. Her lips were like a tight rubber ring around the throbbing prick. John's skillful tongue drew orgasm from orgasm from her exploding pussy. Then his spit-glossed prick gathered itself and spat.
For the second time that night, Barbara found her mouth filled with the blond stranger's come!
CHAPTER THREE
Barbara pumped her butt up and down, furiously fucking her pussy on John Halen's upright tongue. The man's fireplug-like cock spewed out what seemed like gallons of come into her greedily sucking mouth. Barbara sucked on the cock and drank down the free-flowing come in sheer awe. Not a half an hour ago, the same cock had spurted an incredible amount of salty-sweet jism into her mouth. Now it seemed that the store of come in the man's hairy ball-sac was as great as ever!
His tongue played her pussy like a fine musical instrument, fucking in and out of the oily pit of her pussy as the elastic cuntwalls clutched at it in the loving frenzy of climax. Then it slipped out to stab like a knife at her inflated clit. Searing flashes of pure pleasure dazzled her pussy.
Sperm and semen filled her mouth. The white jism spilled out of her taut lips and ran down the sides of John's throbbing cock. Barbara's cheeks went hollow as she greedily sucked down the come as fast as she could. And still she couldn't drink it all in!
For a long time they lay, Barbara's naked body pressing down on his, his cock impaling her face as his tongue split her oozing cunt. Her pussy was leaking aromatic cunt honeys into his mouth in almost the same abundance as he was fucking come into her mouth. The taste of come and cunt juice, and the rhythmic release of coming, made them feel like they were floating in a delicious erotic delirium.
It couldn't last forever. To her regret, Barbara felt the spasms dying away in her tongue-lashed pussy. At the same time, the convulsions of the spewing cock in her face began to subside. John was running out of come to pump into her greedy mouth.
They lay together, exhausted by their frantic cocksucking and cuntlapping. John swirled his tongue languidly within the sopping mess of the brunette's pussy. Barbara reluctantly allowed his cock to slip from her mouth. The limp prick fell into his lap, streaked with jism and her spit.
She ran her tongue around her full red lips, the tang of come rewarding her. She felt John's jism drying on her chin. She put her face down to nuzzle the dormant prick. Her tongue snaked out to gather in the gobbets of jism that still stuck to the prick.
Black-haired Barbara found herself drifting off to sleep. How long it had been since a man had eaten her pussy till she came? She'd almost forgotten how wonderful it was. She let her relaxing body slip off of John's. Her arms stole around his hips, and she fell asleep with her cheek resting against his gigantic, gooey cock.
The blond man, as he got to his feet, woke her. He eased himself from her loose embrace and bent down to kiss her ear. "Just lie there with your eyes closed, darling," he murmured. She sighed happily and shifted sensuously, loving the feel of the couch leather on her naked, gleaming body. "I'll be right back with a nice surprise!"
"Mmm," she said. She felt him going away. She drifted in the half-world between sleeping and waking. Memories of his lips and tongue, working over her pussy till she could have screamed with ecstasy, floated dreamily through her mind. The way his tongue teased her pussy lips, the way he sucked the cunt flaps into his mouth to flay them gently with his teeth ... she felt herself getting horny once again.
She heard footsteps, muffled by the heavy carpet. "Remember, baby," he told the prone woman. "Keep your eyes closed."
She nodded sleepily and stretched her arms out, yawning. Her boobs were pressed almost flat against the leather, like full balloons beneath her body. The leather caressed her nipples with an exotic, exciting touch.
I wonder what he's going to do now, Barbara thought. I can hardly wait to find out!
She felt her wrists lightly gripped. Gently, John drew them behind her back. She made a curious sound, but didn't resist.
Something rough touched her wrists. "Hmmm?" she murmured. Then she felt John wrapping the something around her wrists.
He was tying her up!
He felt the tension in her lovely nude body, watching the flawless half-moons of her ass clamp together so the crack of her butt was a thin, prim line. He patted a buttcheek. "Don't worry, doll," he said.
In spite of her apprehension, Barbara relaxed. John had come into her life-or she into his-and he had taken control. He had already given her a tremendous amount of pleasure. If he wanted to tie her wrists behind her with a rope, she'd play along to see what happened.
Maybe he knew something she didn't!
He stood up. She tested her bonds. They were not tight enough to cut off circulation to her hands, but they were too secure to wiggle free. She flexed her fingers.
"What are you going to do now, honey?" she asked.
"This." There was a whistling sound. Then her upturned ass exploded with incandescent agony!
"YAAAAAH!" Her pink body jackknifed into the air. It felt as if her butt had been raked by the talons of some giant, savage beast. She fell down and looked back around at the hillocks of her butt, blue eyes wild and frightened.
The snowy mounds of her asscheeks were striped with thin, snaky lines of red. They burned like fire on the sensitive skin stretched taut over her firm buttocks. She looked up at John, anger battling with fear on her lovely features.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw what he held in his hand. As a librarian, she'd seen pictures of them, but she'd never seen one, even in a museum. Dangling loosely in his grasp was a cat-o'-nine tails!
"What the hell is going on here?" A sudden break in her voice spoiled her tone of outraged indignation.
John smiled down at his naked captive indulgently. "Just a new type of game," he assured her. "Relax. You came prowling the bars, looking for adventure. You've found it!"
The whip rose and fell again. Barbara shrieked as it bit into her ass. In her spasm of agony, her long legs fell off of the couch. The cheeks of her butt pulsed with raging pain.
She gasped for breath. The agony went on and on. Even the delicate touch of air on her ass sent waves of scarlet agony rolling over her.
"S-stop!" she gritted out. "God, it hurts!"
"Yes," John said. "It's supposed to." He swung again as hard as he could.
Once more the knotted leather thongs bit her tender asscheeks. The brunette's nude body leaped into the air. She twisted and fell on her tortured butt with her back to the couch. Her hair had fallen in her face. Through a tangle of black hair, she saw the big blond man looming over her.
His cock was a short, thick bar of lust jutting from his crotch. He smiled broadly. "Delightful game, isn't it?" he asked. "Now, why don't you just roll over and stick your sweet little ass up in the air again?"
"Not on your life," Barbara spat defiantly. The anguish in her rump had dulled to a pounding ache.
John shook his head. "Too bad," he said. The whip lashed out again....
... and struck Barbara full across her naked, heaving jugs!
"EeeeeeeYAAAAH!" Barbara shrieked. Her tits caught fire with agony. Her heels dug into the rug as her back arched. If she'd thought the cat-o'-nine tails had hurt her poor butt, what it did to her sensitive boobs was absolutely indescribable!
Horrified, she looked down at her big tits. It felt as if the skin had been flayed from the jugs. The scarlet whipmarks burned into the milky whiteness of her titflesh.
"Now will you turn over and let your ass take its punishment?" He didn't even give the tormented woman time to answer. His hand moved again. The whip licked out at her vulnerable boobs again.
She howled. Her hair whipped her face as she shook her head frantically from side to side in a violent outburst of pain. The marks of the many thongs were like a network of crimson lines across her jugs and nipples.
The nipples were hard now. Pain excited them as much as pleasure did, and they seemed to vibrate agony and delight into Barbara's tits.
Instead of flopping over to bare her ass to the whip, Barbara jumped to her feet. Her long legs flashed as she dashed past the big blond man. She had no idea what she was going to do-even if she could somehow open the door of the apartment with both hands bound, was she going to run down the corridors of the building stark naked?
Anything was better than feeling the "cat" caressing her jugs or ass again!
John swung the whip at her as she passed. It slashed like a scythe across her bare ass. She shrieked and stumbled, then caught herself.
He lunged, hitting her buttcheeks again. She went to her knees with a cry of despair and pain. Her legs were widely spread. He swung the whip backhanded and brought it up between her thighs.
Like nine tiny knives, the thongs of the whip sliced at the vulnerable mouth of her pussy!
It was as if a napalm bomb had been set off in her cunt. Her scream rose till her voice cracked and broke as the pain consumed her. A fire-storm of agony raged through her body and brain.
She collapsed weakly to the floor. After a dose of concentrated agony like that, with the "cat" whipping her pussy, her strength was gone. She wanted only to die, and be spared any more pain.
But it wasn't to be. John stood over her, gloating down at her naked, shivering form. The "cat" rose and fell. A fresh set of stripes appeared on her red, glowing buttcheeks.!
Barbara cried out. Her body shot out straight as rrl an arrow. The rug friction burned her bare skin.
John started whipping her with incredible speed. The blows fell like hail on her shrinking flesh. He alternated lashing at her boobs and tasty ass until both sensitive areas screamed with pain.
Barbara's mouth was busy screaming. She was hoarse, her throat raw from shouting out her hideous torment to the unfeeling, uncaring walls. She squirmed and writhed and kicked, and still John beat her.
He paused for breath. "Up on your knees," he panted. "Crawl!"
Nothing was left of the woman's earlier defiance. She'd learned all too well what the penalty was! She turned obediently onto her belly and pulled her knees up under her. Her ass rose into the air.
John took careful aim. The whip hissed down. This time the biting thongs struck right along the furrow between her reddened and miserable asscheeks!
Barbara leaped off the floor like a springing frog. "OWWWWWWW!" she shrilled. The top half of her body landed on the couch. The cushions bounced all around as her weight came down searingly, smashing her whipped boobs.
She heard the whip cutting air again, and tensed for more cruel, cutting pain in her abused ass. But instead of striking her velvety skin, the "cat" hit the floor. An instant later, John went to his knees behind her upturned, red-lined ass. He put both palms on the inflamed buttcheeks.
"Uhhhhhhh!" wailed the woman. His touch was painful. The sweat on his palms stung the tortured mounds of her ass savagely. Then she felt the tip of his rockhard cock probing at the outer lips of her downturned pussy.
The prickhead stabbed between the doughy outer cuntlips. The arrowhead-shaped bulb of John's giant cockhead poked her clit, crushing it against her pubic bone. She gasped as purely involuntary pleasure surged through her cunt.
The cock drew back slightly. "Ohhhhh!" Barbara groaned as the huge cock shoved full-length into her dry-walled pussy.
For a moment the pussy walls pulsed painfully around John's cock. The way the thick prick was distending the membranes of her cunt-even more than Richard's mighty prick had ever done-she was rapidly getting turned on despite the pain in her ass and jugs!
John began to draw the cock out gradually. A low, animal moan escaped his beautiful prisoner's throat. Her pussy began to cover the shaft of John's cock with slippery cunt oils.
He pulled the cock out till only the head was imbedded in Barbara's pussy. Then he rammed it home again so hard and fast that fragrant pussy juice spattered out of her cunt hole in all directions.
Her whole body seemed to be full of raging cock. The agony his whip had given her seemed to ebb rapidly, and a warm glow of desire suffused her nude body. She'd never had such an incredible cock in her cunt. Not even her husband Richard's eight-inch prick had filled her cunt so delightfully like the thick stump of John's hard cock!
He fucked her pussy with short, vigorous strokes. Her pussy watered freely around the pounding prick. Delicious ecstasy stroked the walls of her pussy as the cock pumped in and out. She rolled her tits around on the leather surface of the couch. The pleasure from her erect nipples far outweighed the fading agony of the whipmarks!
Suddenly, John's prick popped completely free of the nude woman's pussy. The cock snapped up and rebounded off of his belly, sprinkling the crack of Barbara's ass with a fine shower of cunt honey. "Ahhh," she moaned, wagging her butt demandingly. "Don't stop. Fuck me hard, baby!"
Her asscheeks still throbbed with pain under his hands. Now his thumbs slipped toward one another, down into the tender furrow between the thrusting hillocks of her ass. "Fuck your cock back into my pussy! Hurry!" Barbara cried urgently.
His hands moved apart. They spread the cheeks of Barbara's ass wide. His thumbs pressed to either side of her tiny asshole and pulled it open. John took a deep breath.
Barbara's jaw dropped as he shoved forward with his cock, pressing into the yawning portal of her butt. The entire swollen head of his cock popped into the narrow ring of her poopchute.
Her first sensation was surprise. She'd never been fucked up the ass before.
Her second sensation was a stabbing pain.
"Ahh, uhhh, gaaaaaah!" she choked. "You can't-no-my ass!"
"That's where I've got my cock now, darling," John grunted. His voice shook with passion. "I'm going to fuck your butthole till you can't sit down for a week. Ever had your ass fucked before?"
"No! And I d-don't want to!"
John laughed. "That's the breaks, honey." He leaned forward and plunged his cock into her ass.
Greased as it was with her slick pussy oils, his cock surged smoothly and easily into her ass. The cockhead traveled up her ass channel, expanding the walls as it went. Then Barbara felt the hair around John's cock tickling her tortured demiglobes of assflesh. His whole cock was buried in her butthole!
It felt as if the giant cock crammed up her ass was going to split her butt apart. "Unnngh," she groaned. "T-too full. Too much cock in my ass. Get it out!"
John did, all except the head of his blood-engorged prick. When he slid his cock out of her asshole, Barbara wished he'd left it where it was. When it was throbbing in her ass, buried balls-deep in the fantastic tightness of her ass channel, all it did was send pain pulsing from her violated rectum and made it feel as if her body was about to burst open. But now, as it moved out, the friction tore at her untried asschute in spite of the thick coating of pussy grease on John's prick. The head of the mammoth cock seemed to scrape the membranes right off on the walls of her ass tunnel!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she cried. The muscles in her arms stood out as she fought to free her wrists of the rope that held them. Her body was in desperate, mindless motion, trying to escape the awful pain that filled her ass.
"G-go ahead and struggle," John said. "Makes your poopchute do great things to my prick!"
The idea that her pain was causing the sadistic blond man pleasure appalled Barbara. But she had no choice. As his cock rasped out of her ass, her body moved of its own accord in an ecstasy of pain.
For a moment he poised, staring down at the point where the end of his cock disappeared into his victim's ass. The once-smooth half moons of her rump were disfigured by the streaky marks his cat-o'-nine tails had left. He thought of the agony the whipping had caused the lovely young woman. He thought of the pain she was feeling now, savoring her groans and the agonized movement of her helpless, naked body. His prick quivered with a perverted delight.
He drove his cock back up into Barbara's butt, more slowly this time. The first time, he'd shoved his prick home into her asshole all at once. Now he gave her time to really feel the pain of the monstrously thick cock invading her asshole!
And she did. The intensity of pain was like no sensation she'd ever known. "Stop," she begged. "Your cock is tearing me apart. It's too bi-i-ig!"
Her pleading only fueled John's lust. It took all of his control to fuck the cock into her butt with the agonizing slowness he wanted. When his prick was once more in her butt to the hilt, he paused for a moment to relish the feel of her narrow ass passage crushing his enormous cock. Then he yanked his prick out with a blinding speed.
Barbara screamed in pain. It was as if her asshole was being jerked inside out. Immediately, John rammed his prick back into her ass. Her body shook to the impact of his hipbones on her rump.
He fucked her ass with a gradually increasing speed, thrilling to the sounds of her agonized cries. "Get ready for it!" He forced the words out through teeth clenched with almost unbearable delight. His victim's asshole was almost impossibly tight on his cock. "I'm about to come in your ass!"
As the words left his mouth, his cock fired a stream of jism into Barbara's butthole. "WuuuhhhhAHHH!" she howled. It was like a stream of liquid fire being blasted into her tortured ass channel!
Another surge of come shot into her asshole, then another. The come swirled around John's inward-driving cock. The slippery jism eased the entry of the fat cock into Barbara's ass still more, but the saltiness of the big man's come seared the woman's ass tunnel like acid.
Her body thrashed uncontrollably as John's cock squirted his load of jism up her ass. John fucked her butt with unflagging energy until every drop of hot come stored in his nuts had spurted up her asschute. Then he pulled his rapidly-deflating cock out of her ass and stood up.
Her butthole gaped, stretched far out of shape by the unbelievable girth of John's prick. White come slobbered from Barbara's asshole and ran down her thighs. Then her butthole closed up again.
She felt John untying her wrists. Her arms were numb. Her entire body was numb, except for the constant hammering of pain in her beaten tits and brutally raped asshole.
John threw her clothes at her. Her blouse draped itself over her back. Her arms tingled as circulation returned.
"Here," the blond man said. "Get dressed. I'm through with you-for tonight!" Sniffling, Barbara began to dress.
CHAPTER FOUR
Downcast, Barbara walked up the 'steps to the front porch of the suburban home she shared with her husband. Richard's car wasn't in the driveway. Was he not back from his overnight trip, or had he been home already and read the note she'd left?
She didn't know which she preferred. Darling, I've just had an affair with a perfect stranger, she'd written. Now can we talk about things? It was clumsy, she knew, even silly. But she just had to get things out in the open!
She had trouble getting the key in the lock. Last night's experience had left her badly shaken. She'd hardly been able to keep a hold on herself at the library today. Memories of the nightmare of the evening before kept flooding into her mind.
She couldn't believe it had happened. She'd never thought of herself as the type to be unfaithful to her husband. She loved Richard. She loved him more than she'd ever know how to express. But this tension of months of unsatisfactory fucking had finally gotten to be too much for her.
But had she really gotten dressed up in a short-short skirt and a tight, sheer blouse and gone out looking for a man to fuck her until she had the orgasm she craved? Had she really met a man named John Halen in some bar whose name she couldn't recall? Had she really ridden to his apartment in a taxi and sucked his cock till he filled her mouth with jism on the way? And had they undressed and eaten each other into a frenzy on a leather-upholstered couch?
And, after that, had he really tied her up, whipped her butt and tender tits and then fucked her virgin asshole with his outsized cock?
Yes, there was no denying that, horrible though it was. The ache in her boobs and the cheeks of her butt had gone away after a sleepless night. But the pain in her ass was still there to testify as to the reality of it all. Every step she took, it felt like a spike was being driven into her asshole.
The door opened. She stepped into the cool gloom of the living room. Her eyes sought the low coffee table.
The "note was no longer there!
She breathed a sigh of relief, mingled with anxiety. So Rich had read her note and gone away again. Did that mean he'd left her for good? Maybe he had business somewhere that he couldn't put off. Or maybe he'd just had to get out of the house to cool down.
Maybe.
She closed the door and shuffled over to sit on the sofa. "That's quite a little letter you wrote," a voice said behind her.
She jumped to her feet and spun around. "My God!" she cried when she saw the man who stood in the door to the kitchen with her note to Richard in his hand. "You!"
"Yes, me."
John Halen stepped into the living room. He flipped Barbara's note before her eyes. "Figured you might do something like this. Young housewives always feel a tremendous sense of guilt after they've first gone out for a little fuck on the side. They have an overpowering urge to confess."
Barbara took a step backward. How had he gotten in? She remembered the broken latch on the window in the back room she used as a study. If only they'd gotten it fixed before today! i "Get out of this house," she said in a low voice. "At once, or I'll call the police."
"No, you won't," John said calmly. "For your sake, Barbi dear, I hope you don't try!"
She tried to keep from flicking her eyes back toward the door. If she could take the blond man by surprise, she might be able to escape into the street. It was a slim chance. She knew how fast he could move when he wanted to.
"How did you follow me here?" she asked, stalling.
"Followed the cab that took you back to the bar, then tailed you home," he said.
"You-you went to an awful lot of trouble over just another one-night stand."
"When I've got a chance at picking up a new girl of your quality, I take the trouble," John said. "Now I've just got to break you in, and we'll both be making money."
Panic stirred in Barbara's chest. "What do you mean?" she asked.
John didn't answer. He took two huge strides forward and threw his arms around her, pinning her. Her boobs flattened against the front of his shirt. He pressed his mouth to hers and laved his tongue all over her lips.
She kept her mouth firmly sealed. He raised his head and looked at her. "That's no way to act," he said. "Not hospitable at all. But I like a girl who's got spirit."
Gently, he steered her back towards the couch. His hand moved down her back to massage the demiglobes of her ass. She winced as pain returned to her butt.
He let go of her ass and put his hands on her arms. She tried to push him away.
"Damn, but you're lovely!" he exclaimed.
She felt the bulge of his stiff cock against the crotch of her pants, throbbing on the mound of her pussy.
"Too bad you won't cooperate," he said menacingly.
He shrugged resignedly. Then, suddenly, he whipped her arms down and spun her around. She gasped. Before she could react, he had both of her hands behind her, firmly held in one of his.
He fished a roll of black electrician's tape out of the pocket of his trousers. Barbara wriggled futilely in his grasp, like a child resisting a trip to the bath, and with much the same results! Despite her struggles, John wrapped three turns of the nearly unbreakable, pliant tape around her wrists, pinning them tightly together. Then he flipped open a gleaming silver pocketknife and cut the tape from the roll.
"Now," he said. "We'll have to get you out of those clothes. Hmmm...." He put a finger into the neck of her blouse. The brunette's skin crawled, but she was afraid to even move. She was extremely conscious of the open knifeblade behind her. John was a nut, a sadist. What was he going to do to her now?
He inserted the knife into her collar. He pulled it down. The thin cloth gave easily before the keen blade. He cut downward, exposing her pale bare back, and the blouse soon gaped open clear to her taped wrists.
"Mmm, nice," John said. He raised the knife and slipped it under a shoulder strap of Barbara's bra. She winced at the contact of the cool knifeblade on her skin.
He sliced the strap. The cup drooped in front of Barbara's full left tit. The heaving boob threatened to pop out of the brassiere at any moment. Instinctively, she tried to clutch a hand to her jug, then remembered her hands were tied.
John reached to her right shoulder and sniped the other strap. The front of her bra peeled down slowly. Stubbornly, the cups of the bra refused to slip down to bare her dark and tasty nipples. Irritated, John slashed through the larger strap around his captive's back.
Barbara sighed. The bra fell away from her boobs. Her luscious jugs swung slightly, the icy blast of the air conditioner raising tiny bumps of gooseflesh on the satiny skin of her tits.
"Beautiful tits," John murmured. He pulled back a lock of ebony hair and kissed her ear. She shuddered. "Tsk, tsk. Well, if you're going to be that way...."
With a quick motion, he sliced open the seat of her pants. She yelped and clamped her buttcheeks. The knife hadn't broken the skin of her ass, but it had scared her.
He stuck the knife inside her pale blue panties and cut them open, Barbara's butt trembling. He pulled the ruined panties down around his captive's shaking knees.
He caressed the firm half-moons of her ass. "Nice ass. But then, I have perfect taste!"
Barbara stood stock still, looking resolutely away from him. She heard a rustling sound. There was a whine, and then the man's thick leather belt slapped the cheeks of her ass.
The skin of Barbara's butt had returned almost completely to the smoothness and whiteness it usually had. The only remnant of last night's whipping was a slight pink tinge to the delicate hide of her butt. Now a broad, glaring red stripe stretched from one asscheek to another across the crack of her butt.
"Owwwwwwww!" Barbara cried. She tried to run away, but the torn pants that lay around her knees hobbled her. She jerked her body from side to side, boobs bouncing wildly as she tried to tear her arms free of the tape.
John cracked his belt like a whip. The tip of the leather tongue snapped the snowy rise of an asscheek. Pain made Barbara's knees weak. It felt as if her butt had been stabbed with a spear!
"Stop! Pleeease stop!" Her hair flew around as she whipped her head from side to side. Staggering, she turned to face the tall blond man.
The belt licked out across her boobs. She howled as an ugly crimson streak blazed a trail across the tips of her jugs. Her whipped nipples vibrated, shooting pain into the white fruit of her jugs.
"Ghaaaad," she choked. "The pain! I can't stand it any more!"
"The more it hurts, the quicker you'll learn," John panted. It looked as if his giant cock was about to explode right out of his fly. Watching the burning whipmarks crawl over her pale, naked body, seeing the way she flinched as the belt bit into her sensitive butt and boobs, watching her try to balance with her pants clinging to her knees, was turning him on till he was about to come in his trousers.
He swung the belt again. It curled around a firm hip and stung at the cheeks of Barbara's butt. She jumped into the air. Tears streamed down her anguished face.
"What do you want me to do?" she shrieked. Her tits throbbed with a pain worse than that in her ass. Her boobs were so much more sensitive! "I'll do anything you want me to! Only, don't hurt me anymore, puh-LEEEEEZE!"
John had whipped her even harder in mid-sentence. His hand was a blur as he lashed ruthlessly at her inflamed butt. The sound of the leather belt slapping the helpless cheeks of her ass was like someone in tap shoes running along a steel-floored corridor.
Barbara danced madly as the belt licked like flames at her rump. Her legs were held close together by the ruins of her pants. She couldn't flee the torment of the belt, and she had to fight frantically to keep her balance. She knew that if she fell, he'd cut her to ribbons with the stinging leather strap.
She spun as pain flared in her butt. A quick return stroke of the belt caught her dangling, swinging tits as she whirled. The world turned red as agony from her whipped boobs surged, boiling behind her eyes.
Then he whipped at her ass and the tops of her tender thighs again. Now and again he would give a turn of the wrist to snap the end of the belt against the neatly black-bearded mound of her pussy. When he did that, the pain in her cuntbun was like a scorpion's sting.
He goaded her around the living room, whipping her so that she hopped and reeled, her tits bouncing madly. Her ass was bright pink. With deft touches of the belt, he guided her toward the low coffee table.
Barbara shrieked with panic as the table struck her just below the backs of her knees. She teetered for a minute, then fell on her back across the table. She howled in terror and fear as the belt came singing down to smack the jutting peaks of her boobs.
John fumbled at his fly. Still holding his belt by the buckle, he opened his fly and pulled his cock out into the open air. It was every bit as huge and thick and stubby as Barbara remembered it from the night before. She shuddered at the memory of what it had done to her poor asshole!
John was reaching into his pants pocket. His cock bounced as he pulled out the roll of black tape again. "Just lie still," he commanded. His voice was hoarse with lust.
Barbara lay on her back, gazing fearfully up at him. She couldn't imagine what new torment he had in mind for her. She wished she wasn't going to find out!
The almost-naked captive was draped over the table, with her shoulders protruding over one side and her abused ass hanging over the other. Her neck muscles ached from holding her head up to watch John, but she was afraid to take her eyes off him for even a second!
He bent over. He pulled a long strip from the roll of tape and pressed the sticky side against the flank of the cherry-tipped cone of her tit. He pressed deep into her titflesh-to make sure the tape held. The captive shouted with pain as he crushed her whipped boob.
He took a turn around the very nubs of her tormented tits. The tips of Barbara's boobs had borne the brunt of his tit-whipping, and the touch of the tape seared the nerves in Barbara's big jugs. She howled and writhed in helpless torment.
John cut the tape and threw the roll on the floor. With a critical eye, he studied his handiwork. The two large globes of titflesh were bound together at the nipples, leaving a narrow, dry tunnel between the lower edge of the black electrician's tape and the woman's ribcage. Just what he had in mind!
He climbed up, with his knees on the table to either side of his prisoner's nude body. Her eyes were wide with terror, her expression uncomprehending. He sat lightly on her belly, being careful not to drive the wind out of her. Then he grasped his stocky cock and pushed the tip downward.
Barbara stared as he fucked his cock into the tight passageway between her whipped and taped tits. The passageway through the soft mountains of her jugs was too narrow to fit his cock easily. He grunted and rammed his hips forward.
The cock surged into the tit-tunnel. Barbara screamed. The friction of the mighty cock on the insides of her jugs wasn't bad, but it yanked the already-agonized flesh out from the sticky embrace. of the rubber tape. As the gummed tape tore away from her jugs, it felt as if it was taking the skin of her boobs with it!
The purplish head of the cock emerged from between the tops of Barbara's boobs. She stared at it as if hypnotized. She could feel the pulse thumping within the shaft of John's cock. The prick was like a bar of hot iron, fucking between her tits.
"Ahhhhh, that's nice!" John moaned. The tunnel between his victim's boobs was frantically tight around his prick. It was also dry, which meant the sensation of friction, as he pumped his cock between Barbara's boobs, would be increased!
The cockhead disappeared back into the darkness between her jugs. She moaned low in her throat. Words failed to describe the sensations she felt as the cock slid back and forth between her boobs.
John fucked the cock back into the tit-tunnel. His balls swept over her stomach and slapped against her ribs. The cock pulled back again.
Blood was rushing to the tied-up woman's nipples. She was getting turned on! The sheer novelty of having her magnificent tits fucked by John Halen's huge-girthed prick was actually making her horny. The problem was that, as she got turned on, her nipples grew erect and therefore more sensitive, and that meant the pain from the whipping her tits had received came flooding back into her jugs!
She moaned again, tossed between pleasure and pain. John looked down at her and smiled. He seemed to understand the conflict in her body and mind. It turned him on still more!
He slid his cock back and forth between Barbara's jugs with an easy, regular motion, making a slight scratchy sound as it fucked her splendid boobs. He reached a hand behind him and cupped it over the mouth of Barbara's pussy. She groaned with delight as a finger invaded her cunt.
The pussy-probing finger was instantly soaked in aromatic cunt oils. Barbara rolled her hips, fucking her pussy on her tormentor's finger. Her clit seemed to have swollen to the size of a balloon in her forbidden erotic excitement.
John's other hand grabbed a handful of titflesh. The touch of his sweaty palm on her abused nipple both stung and sent joy coursing into her boob.
She thrashed her head blindly from side to side.
Even with the tape seeming to tear at the puffy skin of her tortured tits, and her agonized nipple quivering against John's palm, the black-haired and beautiful young woman was getting fantastically horny. The fingers dipped metronomically in and out of her juicy cunt, only adding to Barbara's excitement. Feeling John fucking his fat prick in and out of the dark, dry passageway between her boobs would have been enough to get her off!
The underlubricated tunnel of boobs had sanded off the thin outer layer of skin on John's cock. The caressing walls of titflesh closed around John's big prick stimulated the nerve endings in his cock more directly. He felt his balls tightening with an urgent need to come.
He took his hands off of Barbara's tit. She moaned in disappointment. The tip of her pink tongue peeked out of the side of her mouth.
John slipped his hand behind her neck. "Suck on my cock when it comes through, darling," he whispered huskily. "Drink down my come!"
Barbara opened her eyes. Her driving lust fogged her vision, but it seemed that the inflated head of her captor's cock was swelling as it fucked her big jugs. She let John pull her head forward. Her neck muscles strained, but she didn't care. She felt a sudden, overpowering need to feel John's come spurting into her mouth, coating her tongue with the acrid flavor of jism!
The cockhead shot out from between her boobs. Her tongue darted forth to meet it. The tip of the tongue struck the tip of the cockhead and painted sweet saliva all over it.
John moaned as his cock stroked back between his victim's boobs. Suddenly, the cock buried between Barbara's tits gave a tremendous shudder. Like freshly-struck oil, a stream of hot white come fountained out from the darkness between her pale boobs!
The hot come struck the horny woman on the upper lip and dripped onto her outstretched, waiting tongue. She groaned ecstatically and moved her head closer to her boobs. The prickhead came out again and inserted itself neatly into her mouth like a bone in its socket.
She wrapped her lips around the head of John's prick and sucked the next spurt of jism deep into her stomach. The flavor of come filled her head.
Then she was coming too. Her pussy clutched frantically at the fingers driven deeply into its oily depths. "Mmmmmm! Mmmmrrrrmf!" she cried as her orgasm broke like surf over her head. Her ecstatic outcries were muffled by the come-spewing plug of cock thrust in her mouth.
She felt the giant cock quivering between her tits as John's prick filled her mouth with come. Jism bubbled out around the shaft of his prick and ran down her chin. The feel of his superheated bar of cock spurting from between her jugs made her come again and again.
CHAPTER FIVE
Barbara's tits still throbbed from having the tape peeled off of them. The lingering pain made her hand shake as she wrote. God, she thought, it felt as if he was skinning my tits alive!
"Careful, now," John warned. His belt dangled negligently from one big hand. "We're pressed for time. You fuck up and have to start over, I'll punish you."
Barbara's lower lips trembled. She knew all too well what that would mean. "Dear Ricky," she wrote. "You've ignored me too long. I'm leaving with the man of my dreams. Don't try to follow. Love, Babs." She looked up at her tormentor. "There," she said.
He plucked the felt-tip pen from her trembling fingers. "Fine," he said. "Let's get going."
Listlessly, Barbara stood up and walked to the door ahead of him. Behind her, John paused and gazed around the living room. "Nice place you have," he said. "Bet you're sorry to leave it."
Barbara said nothing. A fat tear rolled down a cheek and dripped onto her new blouse, the one she'd bought as a surprise for Rich, so thin and sheer that every detail of her big, firm boobs showed clearly. Right now the succulent flesh of her tits was disfigured by glaring-red belt marks, broad and angry against the white skin of her jugs.
John shrugged. "Oh well," he said. "You're moving on to bigger and better things." He held the door courteously for her as they went out into the afternoon sunshine.
* * *
The red Porsche bounced over the dirt road. A plume of dust rose up like a rooster's tail behind the car. Ahead was a large mobile home, out in the middle of an empty stretch of dry grass and tumbleweeds.
A door of the trailer opened. A young woman with bright bleach-blonde hair stepped out. She shaded her eyes, peered at the approaching car, then waved.
John pulled the car to a stop beside the trailer. "Afternoon, Tana, honey."
The blonde leaned in the window to kiss John on the mouth. It started as a quick peck, then John caught her behind the head and drew her close for a passionate, tongue-twisting kiss. Barbara watched in mixed disgust and avid interest as their tongues rippled to the erotic play of their intertwining tongues.
Not an hour ago, the same man had been pumping his come into her eager mouth. Now he was making over another woman, right before her very eyes.
The two disengaged. The blonde looked curiously at Barbara. Her tits were ripe, barely held in by the halter top she wore. She was young, sunburned and extremely beautiful.
"Tana, honey, this is Barbara, my latest acquisition," John explained. "Barbi, meet my baby sister, Tana."
Barbara gaped, thinking of the kiss the two had exchanged. There was obviously more than brother and sisterly love here! "Your ... sister?"
"Sure. She's an even better piece of ass than you are."
"She's one hell of a good-looker," Tana said ,appraisingly. "You tried her out?"
John grinned lewdly at his sister. "Of course, baby doll. You want to give her a spin?"
The blonde laughed. "Maybe later, lover," she said. "Right now it's cock I'm hungry for ... your cock!"
She reached in the window and grabbed John's prick through his pants. It throbbed and expanded before Barbara's astonished eyes. They weren't kidding-they really did have an incestuous relationship going here!
"Mmm," John said, shifting his ass around on the car seat. "Are Earl and Martin here?"-
"Been waiting inside for an hour."
John nodded. "Good. I'll get out and fuck you cross-eyed, and they can give our new pussy a try. Sound good?"
Tana's green eyes gleamed. "Fan-fucking-tastic!"
John got out of the car. He framed his hands over his mouth. "Hey guys, come on out!" he called. "I've got something for you!"
The screen door opened again, and two men came out. Both were tall and tanned and fit. "What's happening, Johnny?" one called as they walked toward the car.
John nodded his head at the Porsche, where Barbara sat miserably with her hands in her lap. "New girl," he said. "Really class act. Her pussy's as tight as a fourteen-year-old virgin, and her asshole's out of this world. She gives head like a fallen angel, too."
"Sounds like just what the doctor ordered," the black-haired one said.
John took his sister's hand. Looking out of the driver's window, Barbara could see that the blonde-haired girl's nipples were hard and ready inside of her flimsy halter top.
"Help yourself," John told his friends. He and his sister disappeared up the steps into the trailer as the other two leered after them.
They looked into the car. "Whoooo-ee!" whistled the sandy-haired man. "He wasn't kidding. What a fox! And look at those jugs!"
"Lovely lady," the other said. "Look closer at her tits, though, Earl. Looks like John's been playing his games again."
Barbara felt her cheeks burn as she blushed. It was humiliating to have these two standing there, talking about her as if she were just a side of beef. It was acutely embarrassing.
The black-haired one-he'd called the other Earl, so he must be Martin-pulled open Barbara's door. "Let's go inside, little lady," he said. "You can show us your stuff."
Hesitantly, Barbara climbed out of the car. The two whistled as they saw the full length of her wonderfully-shaped legs. She blushed again.
Her eyes moved around furtively. That didn't escape Martin's attention. "It's a long way off across the desert, and a mile or two to the road. We've got the car, honey. Make it easy on yourself, why don't you?"
Barbara straightened her shoulders. He was right. The only thing to do now was make the most of things. With as much dignity as she could muster, she walked past them and mounted the metal steps into the trailer.
Orgiastic cries came from within the dark interior. She opened the screen and stepped inside. It was cool and moist.
Tana Halen lay on her back on a small couch that was bolted to an inside wall of the trailer. Her golden body was stark naked. The white skin of her tits and crotch looked like a pale bikini against the rich, even tan over the rest of her body.
Her long, shapely legs were stretched out. Between them lay her older brother. He was heaving himself up and down atop his sister's gloriously naked body. His big, fat cock thrust eagerly in and out of her gaping, blonde-furred pussy.
As Barbara stood and watched, the cock came sucking out of the brimming cunt. Even in the semi-darkness of the trailer, the shaft of the steel-like cock glistened with a coat of Tana's pussy oils. The pink cunt lips stretched up out of Tana's cunt mouth, clinging solidly to the rigid bar of her brother's prick.
Out of the corner of his eye, John saw Barbara watching. The stunned expression on her face made him laugh. "You've-uhh!-never seen anybody fucking before, have you? Never watched it, I mean?"
She shook her head. Tana squealed and tossed her blonde locks as he plunged his cock to the hilt into her wide-open cunt.
"Well, that's just one other thing you'll have to get used to!" he said.
His sister crossed her legs behind his back, locking together at the ankles. She fucked her pussy up the length of his cock and ground her cunt lips against his crotch hairs. He moaned and drove her ass deeply into the couch with a hard jerk of his hips. His mouth came down to cover hers, and their tongues started a wrestling match.
The door opened at Barbara's back. Two hands came around her ribs to cup her thinly clad tits. She gave a slight groan of pain as the hands closed hungrily over her recently-whipped boobs, igniting the slashes.
"Don't hog it all, Mart," she heard Earl's voice. "And don't stand there blocking the door!"
Martin pressed his body against her back and pushed her into the middle of the room. She felt his cock, like a thick bar of iron, lying along the furrow between her juicy asscheeks. Through his trousers, and the light cloth of her short skirt, she could feel his pulse beating madly in the blue-veined cock.
"Give it to me, brother, give it all to me!" Tana cried. "Fuck your great big cock right up my pussy! My cunt is hungry! It needs you! Fuck my needy cunt!"
"You got it, darling," John breathed heavily. His cock rammed into her waiting pussy with sledgehammer force. The upper surface of her brother's gigantic cock scraped the tip of her clit and sent pleasure sparkling through the oily tube of her cunt.
Her nipples drilled into his chest as their sweaty bodies writhed and fucked together on the couch. Looking at the incestuously fucking couple out of. the corner of her eyes, Barbara felt a stab of jealousy for blonde and lithe young Tana. After all, she was getting to feel her brother's fabulous cock pumping in and out of her pussy, and that was enough to make any woman envious!
She felt Martin lifting the hem of her skirt. "Hey, Earl," he called. There was a distinct note of lust in his voice. "Look at this. Our new arrival isn't wearing any pants!"
Earl squinted at the captive's bared butt. Even with the red stripes John's belt had made, decorating the trim cheeks of her ass, the brunette's rump was lovely to behold. "Fantastic ass," the sandy-haired man muttered.
"Yeah," Martin agreed. "Down on the floor, baby. Onto your hands and knees!"
Barbara obeyed after only a moment's hesitation. The two had been gentle enough with her so far, but she was afraid of what might happen if she made them mad.
With her skirt hiked up around her hips, her naked ass waved invitingly in the air. She heard Martin tearing his clothes off behind her. Earl walked by, pulling his pants down. His shirt was already off. His limp cock looked curiously small to Barbara.
Then she realized why. The only two cocks she had ever seen belonged to John and her own husband, Richard. Their cocks would make just about anyone's prick look small!
Martin's knees thumped on the carpet behind her. She felt a strange thrill of excitement. Well, she thought, I wanted some variety in my sex life. I never thought it would be like this, though!
The head of Martin's now-hard prick probed the lips of Barbara's pussy from behind. She bit her lower lip. The cockhead found the opening of her pussy and pushed its way into the entrance of her cunt.
The rigid cock felt slender in the mouth of Barbara's cunt. "Oh," she said softly. The cock hurt as it surged into her dry pussy.
The prick entered her pussy, and kept on coming! Martin's cock may have been narrower than John's cock, or even her husband's, but, now fully extended, it must have been ten inches long! Her cunt began to water around the seemingly endless lance of cock being driven into her pussy.
She was resting on her elbows, tits pressed to the floor. Before her, she saw Earl's bare feet. He was apparently waiting for his partner's incredibly long cock to get the captive turned on before dropping down for her to suck on his turgid prick.
Not that he had long to wait!
When Martin's prick was deeply imbedded in the black-haired woman's cunt, she felt the curly hair of his crotch brush the gaping lips of her pussy. She stirred her ass around on his belly. It felt like a broomstick was shoved up her cunt, but she loved it!
"Wow," Martin said as the juices of Barbara's cunt began to seep down around his deeply-buried cock. "What a cunt!"
"Uhhhhh," Barbara moaned. She took a breath. Her stomach did a flip-flop as she tightened her pussy around the man's long cock. She felt his fingers gripping her butt excitedly, raking across the raised welts.
Martin wagged his hips slowly from side to side. His cock moved in her pussy, stretching the walls of her pussy exquisitely. She was breathing rapidly now. Her pussy was boiling with passion.
The black-haired man pulled his cock out of her pussy. Cunt honey slobbered from the dark-furred mouth of her pussy. The cock made a moist sucking noise as it left Barbara's pussy.
Martin began to move his hips in a circle as his cock corkscrewed back into Barbara's cunt. She cried out in ecstasy. It took all her self-control not to drive backwards with her rounded rump and fuck her pussy clear to the base of his prickly cock. It was driving her deliciously crazy, tingles spiraling gradually through her pussy.
The entire shaft of the endless prick reappeared from Barbara's cunt. Martin looked down at his cock. It stretched like a bridge from his crotch to the distended lips of the woman's cunt. Pussy sauces covered it in a shiny film.
"You have one of the prettiest asses I've ever seen," he told her. His voice was husky with passion. His prick trembled with the need to be fucked back into her juicy cunt. "You want me to keep fucking you?"
Something inside Barbara wanted to cry "no!"
This was rape, after all. She'd never even seen the man before!
Then she thought of that ten-inch spear of prick embedded in her pussy and pulsating with horny life. "Yes! YESSSS!" she screamed.
He gripped her asscheeks firmly and slammed his cock all the way back into her pussy. Cunt juice splashed over his crotch in a cool spray. Barbara's wanton scream of delight rattled the windows.
Tana Halen was fucking her pussy back and forth on her brother's long cock. "L-listen, baby," she said, her upturned face glowing with lust. "Our new girl is getting horny!"
"Martin's ten-inch cock'll do it every time," John said. His sister's pussy seemed about to suck his big prick inside out. God, she was a fantastic fuck! "You should know that."
"Mmmmmm," she said as the lips of her pussy caressed her brother's prickhead. The throbbing cock slipped almost all the way out of her golden-haired cunt. The greasy pussy lips laved cunt sauce all over the trianglar cockhead. "He's not as good as you, brother dear. Nobody is!"
John's only reply was to fuck his cock back into the waiting pussy with all his strength. The room spun around the naked blonde. She felt her body tensing in preparation for a truly spectacular orgasm. She gave herself completely to the delightful delirium of fucking.
Earl dropped to his knees in front of Barbara. She didn't even wait. Her slim, delicate hands reached out and grasped his rigid prick, drawing it hungrily toward her mouth. "Yeah, baby," he breathed excitedly. "That's the way. Suck on it!"
From the couch came the sounds of John and his sister fucking themselves out of their minds. Barbara's lips closed coolly around the head of Earl's prick. Martin thrust his cock balls-deep into her clinging pussy. As the surge of pleasure swept up her body, she practically inhaled Earl's prick!
Martin was fucking her like a stallion, ramming his cock vigorously into her pussy from behind. Her asshole winked enticingly up at him. Her butt was smooth and perfect, the lines left by John's belt almost gone. He pulled his cock from her cunt again and knew he was about to come.
Earl gasped as the black-haired housewife sucked his hard cock right down into her throat. He knew a lot of girls who could swallow his cock, but he'd never had his prick taken into a hot and willing young female mouth quite so eagerly. He was half-afraid she'd bite if off and swallow it whole!
I But Barbara wasn't about to bite off his cock. She was completely horny. All she wanted to do was suck and tongue Earl's cock till it filled her mouth with salty-sweet, delicious come.
But even more than that, she wanted to have Martin fucking his giant cock into her pussy until she died. The head of the cock was thrust so far up her pussy that it bumped into her cervix. The ten-inch cock was giving her cunt sensations she'd never even dreamed existed, even when her husband's eight-inch sausage of a cock was fucking her pussy.
Martin felt his self-control slipping away. He strove manfully to delay the orgasm that would blast loose the load of come stored in his furry balls. Then he thought: What the hell? There's plenty more where this is coming from!
Her asscheeks were like twin globes as they battered softly against-his belly. Her pussy was so flooded that his cock fucked in and out of it with breath-taking ease. "Ummmmm," he moaned, then came.
"Rrrrrrmmmmmrrrrrmmmmm!!" Barbara moaned.
Earl jumped. His cock was all the way in her mouth, and the sound vibrating around his swallowed cock made his prick tingle with delight.
Before he realized it was even close to happening, his cock contracted and fired a charge of come straight down into the black-haired librarian's throat. Barbara's eyes widened with astonishment as his jism boiled in her throat around the head of his cock.
The flavor of jism filled the woman's mouth. Suddenly, her cunt crushed Martin's cock, massaging it with the frenzied motion of climax, sucking blast after blast of come into the tight tunnel of her pussy. The come seared her twitching cunt. Her body seethed with the delightful torment of orgasm.
On the couch, Tana Halen screamed like a woman in hideous pain as her brother's flowing come, diluted by hot pussy lotion, overflowed the mouth of her wildly-coming cunt. Barbara's orgasm had triggered those of the writhing couple's on the couch.
CHAPTER SIX
A knock on the door of the trailer made Barbara jump. Could it be her husband, come to rescue her? Her fingers trembled so badly they almost dropped the paperback she had been reading.
Tana Halen gave her a sly grin as she walked past her on the way to the door. John's blonde-haired younger sister was wearing a simple linen smock today. Her brown legs flashed below the hem of the short smock. When the light shined on it, it was easy to see that her lovely body was naked beneath the thin material.
She opened the door. "Hi there," a masculine voice said. "John sent me. Are you Tana?"
"Yes I am," the girl smiled. "Come on in. You must be Mr. Jones."
"Er-oh, yes," the man said as he came through the door.
Barbara's heart sank. The voice hadn't been Richard's, and neither was the body of the man who entered the trailer. Not that he wasn't good looking, in a way. But where Richard was tall and rangy, this man was short and stocky.
A woman came in after him. Barbara looked at her with something much like awe. She was beautiful!
She wasn't as tall as Barbara, but her figure was willowy, save for the fullness of her hips and almost incredible ripeness of the tits that pushed out of the top of her low-cut blouse. The way the soft globes of titflesh moved up and down inside of her blouse as she walked, Barbara could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.
Gleaming, dark-red hair fell to the woman's shoulders. Her face was long and slender, with a tapered chin and almond-shaped eyes. The eyes made Barbara shiver as she turned to glance at her. They were the oddest color she'd ever seen, a pale hazel interspersed with sparks of blue.
"Mr. Jones...." Tana began.
Barbara could see her green eyes roving hungrily over the newcomer's well-stacked frame. Is she a ibisexual, I wonder? Barbara thought. She wouldn't put it past John's strange slut of a sister.
The stocky man cut her off. "Call me Jeff," he said. "This is my wife, Judy."
The redhead smiled and extended her hand. "Pleased to meet you," she murmured as Tana took it. Their eyes met and bolts of electricity seemed to flow between one lovely woman and the other. They held hands a long time before letting go.
Judy turned to look at Barbara, who sat listlessly on the couch. "This must be Barbi," she said. "Why, she's gorgeous!"
The compliment made Barbara uneasy. Her mood wasn't helped when Jeff said, "None but the best for you, sweetheart." The mysterious eyes lit up with a glow Barbara definitely did not like.
"Did you bring your own implements?" Tana asked, "or would you like to use ours?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. We brought our stuff. Excuse me-I left them out in the car." The short, solidly built man turned and went back out the door.
Judy padded over to sit beside Barbara. The brunette shrank away from her. She felt the weird eyes devouring her. They dwelt on her boobs, barely contained by the halter top Tana had given her to wear. The blonde was shorter than Barbara and her tits, as big as they were, were smaller than the captive's.
The redhead stroked Barbara's cheek. "Soft skin," she murmured. "You're very beautiful, Barbi."
Barbara looked away. "Thank you," she said sullenly.
Slim fingers grasped her chin and turned her head around to face Judy. The redhead's fingers were surprisingly strong. "I find you quite attractive," she said. "We're going to fuck in a moment or two. Would you like that?"
For a moment Barbara stared at her as if not understanding her words. She can't mean it! she thought.
The look in the oddly beautiful pale eyes told Barbara that she did!
Barbara twisted her face from Judy's grasp. "No!" she said emphatically. "I don't like it at all. I'm not going to do it!"
From across the room, Tana laughed derisively. "She's a spirited one," she said. "I have a suspicion it'll be her first time eating pussy."
Judy's smile widened. "Really? I love to break them in."
The door opened and Jeff came in, carrying a small suitcase. "Here we go," he said, setting the case on a small table. He snapped open the catches. "Judy, honey, come get your play-things."
Barbara watched with apprehension as the redhead sprang from beside her with a cry of delight, and went over to peer into the suitcase. She reached in and pulled out something long and black and snaky. Barbara yelped with horrified astonishment. It was a black whip!
"Want me to tie her up, sweetheart?" The bulge in Jeff's crotch plainly showed how interested he was in all this.
Tana was lounging with her ripe asscheeks propped against the table edge. Her eyes were fixed on the cock swelling hungrily in his pants.
Barbara could see Judy's nipples outlined clearly in the light fabric of her blouse. The masses of titflesh surrounding them seemed to quiver with excitement. "No need to, baby," she said huskily. "It's more fun when I do it all myself!" She raised the whip.
Barbara realized that the woman was going to start whipping her here, and now! "No!" she cried, holding her hands protectively in front of her. "Don't-"
The whip moved, snaking past her out-flung arms to snap around her chest. She yelped in surprise as the whip slid back. She stared in amazement.
The whipstroke hadn't hurt a bit!
She felt a cool breeze over her ribs. She glanced down. The halter top was torn and hanging loosely. Even as she watched, it began to slip down from her boobs.
She hurriedly clutched the garment to her tits. Judy was grinning at her. "I'm very good at what I do," the redhead said. "At everything I do." She swung the whip again.
This time the leather tongue whistled, licking at Barbara's rump, encased in a pair of cut-off blue jeans. She felt the lash slither around the curve of her butt, but again no pain stabbed at her tender assflesh. A long tear had appeared as if by magic in the denim, baring a strip of white skin!
Her tits bounced in time to her frightened breathing. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out with sheer panic. She had to admit that the redhead was skilled with the whip, but what if she slipped?
And what would happen once she'd peeled all of Barbara's clothes away?
The whip flicked out. Barbara squealed at the slap of leather on her denim-covered left asscheek. Cool air flowed through a new rip in her shorts. The touch of the lash hadn't really hurt-it had only been a love-tap. But it was a ready reminder of what the long strip of braided black leather could do to her!
Her knees chattered together. Even when John Halen had brought out his cat-o'-nine tails, she hadn't been as scared as now. She looked past the redhead at Jeff and Tana. The blonde had Jeff's hard cock out of his pants and was jacking him off languidly as he pulled at the hem of her smock. Barbara could easily smell a hungry cunt, but had no way of knowing whether the musky smell issued from Tana's cunt or Judy's.
Probably both, she thought, and maybe even my own!
Her buttcheeks slammed shut instinctively as the whip struck out again. One smooth demiglobe of assflesh was completely bared. Barbara reached down, unbelievingly, to touch the exposed buttock. She couldn't believe Judy could shred her shorts without touching the tender skin of her ass!
The whip whistled. Barbara snatched her hand away. The back of the shorts fell open like a pair of old-fashioned underwear, with the button flap at the ass. Barbara made a grab for the part drooping toward the floor. The other still held her ruined halter top to her heaving tits.
"Take your hand away," Judy said, a harsh note of anger in her voice. "I want to see you naked!"
"No!" Barbara yelled, then instantly regretted it.
When the black-snake lash moved from Judy's side, the brunette knew she meant business. She cried out in helpless horror as the whip curled; gracefully around the slope of a single buttcheek,, It struck, hard. It was as though the black leather whip had been dipped in acid. Leather slapped the bare skin of Barbara's ass, and the most intense pain she'd ever known flashed through the half-moon of her butt.
"OHHHHHHH!" she screamed. She jumped straight up into the air. The halter top went flying, and her wrecked shorts slid down her flailing legs.
She landed with her shorts around her knees. The whip struck again, igniting the other cheek of Barbara's ass with blazing pain. She staggered forward and fell to the floor.
"Pull the pants the rest of the way off!" Judy ordered.
Groveling, Barbara did as she was told. Her ass felt as if it had been branded! Neither John's cat-o'-nine tails nor his belt had ever caused such intense agony as Judy's deftly-wielded whip.
Judy smiled lasciviously at Barbara's naked body. It was just as lovely as she'd suspected. The brunette's complexion was like fresh cream, except for the wine-colored nipples that tipped her full boobs-and the two fiery-red whip-marks across her moon-pale ass!
The redhead glanced back over her shoulder. Both Jeff and Tana were naked now. Jeff sat on a low cushion, his hands moving up from behind to massage Tana's pointy tits as she sat astride his lap and fucked herself on his eager cock. The prick made squelching sounds as it plumbed the depths of the juicy, blonde-furred pussy.
Judy looked back at her victim. Barbara had curled up in a fetal position on the threadbare carpet. A black tuft of cunt fur peeked up from between her thighs.
A smile spread across the redhead's lovely face. The tip of her tongue poked out of the side of her mouth as she took careful aim. Then she struck.
The knotted leather thong at the end of the lash snapped with blinding speed at the gaping lips of Barbara's pussy!
The crack of the whip and her piercing scream of mortal agony sounded at the same time. Barbara's body straightened out on the floor. Then she jack-knifed as she pressed both hands over her throbbing pussy lips.
O-god-o-god-o-god! she thought. It hurts! "Uhhhhh," she moaned aloud. "Pussy ... on fire! Arrrrhhhhh!"
Slowly, Judy unbuttoned her blouse. It fell open to bare tits even paler and more translucent than Barbara's. The nipples were bright red cherries set in the middle of huge aureoles that capped the ends of her big boobs like the palms of two hands.
Still holding the whip, Judy unfastened the skirt she was wearing and slipped it off. Beneath it she was naked. Her cunt bush was the color of a fire raging out of control....
... like the one which burned in Barbara's whipped pussy!
Through the red mists of agony, Barbara looked up at her tormentor. Even in her pain, Judy's beauty took her breath away. The nude redhead was the most gorgeous sight she'd ever seen.
Judy was wearing a pair of calf-hide boots that came almost up to the knees. Somehow they made her look more enticing. The insides of her sculptured, subtly-freckled thighs were wet and shiny with the sauces of her hungry cunt.
"She's whipping her cunt!" Tana cried. She drove her ass flat into Jeff's lap to take every inch of his throbbing cock into her pussy.
Hot pussy oils flooded his crotch. Tana's cunt held his prick in a grip like a vise with jaws of oiled silk. His hands kneaded the ripe, proud boobs with an almost cruel urgency. The rough treatment of her tits seemed to turn the wanton blonde on even more!
"Now!" Judy declared. Her full boobs rode up and down as she panted with lust. "You are going to eat my pussy until I come, or you are going to feel such pain that you'll wish you felt like you were dead!"
Barbara didn't answer. The pain from her pussy was still too strong to permit her to talk. It felt as though her pussy lips had been touched with a red-hot iron!
Judy shrugged. Her big tits bobbled frantically. The nipples stood out from her tits like ripe cherries, fully erect. Her tits bounced even faster as she swung the whip at Barbara's already-striped ass.
"AIIIIIEEEEE!" howled Barbara. She rolled onto her stomach. Her gracefully tapered feet kicked vainly at the air.
The whip rose and fell toward the jutting buttcheeks. The tip struck between the mounds of assflesh with unerring accuracy. The whip snapped at Barbara's twitching asshole the way it had licked at her vulnerable pussy!
Barbara's butt rose into the air. It was like having a hot lance stuck into her asshole! "YAAAAAAAH!"
Even before she'd dropped back to the carpet, Judy hit her again. A narrow line of scarlet fire crossed the crack of Barbara's ass. Then the redhead was whipping her victim fast and furiously, so that Barbara's screams of anguish were a constant wail, like an air-raid siren gone mad.
Cunt sauce streamed from Judy's red-bearded gash. Her pussy cried out with need to feel the captive brunette's mouth fastened over it, her tongue probing the depths of her cunt-tunnel. She laid another painful welt across the hillocks of Barb's ass, then dropped to the floor with an animal moan of lust.
She spread her thighs widely. Cunt sauce drooled, staining the carpet. She grabbed Barbara's flowing black hair and dragged her face toward her gaping pussy.
Barbara gasped as her nose was thrust fully into the dripping mess of Judy's cunt. Her tightly shut eyes opened. Red pussy fur and brilliantly pink pussy lips filled her vision.
The smell of cunt hit her like a ten-pound hammer. "Ohhhh!" she cried. The redhead pulled her nose between her pussy lips. The flaps of Judy's cunt enfolded Barbara's nose like oily curtains on a sordid stage.
Cunt juice sloshed down Barbara's upper lip. Pussy oils leaked into her mouth. The rank, overly strong taste of cunt on her tongue made her stomach turn over.
The whip stung her ass again. She screamed. Judy moaned as her victim's nose stirred excitingly inside the vestibule of her cunt.
"Eat, cunt!" she ordered in a voice coarsened by iraging lust. "Eat my pussy or I'll take the skin off your ass!"
Barbara's dread of the lash far outweighed her revulsion at the prospect of eating the red-furred pussy. Anything was better than to feel the kiss of the hot whip on her naked ass! She pulled her nose from Judy's cunt, opened her mouth and buried her face into the steaming pussy.
Immediately, her mouth was assaulted by squirming, hot, slippery cunt lips. She moaned as she sucked on the cunt flaps. Pussy sauce filled her mouth.
Her whole being seemed to fill with the taste and smell and feel of horny cunt. Bristly red pussy fur scratched her cheeks. The cunt lips moved in her mouth as though they had a life of their own. Judy was moving her ass in a hundred different directions on the floor, savoring each delightful new sensation as her pussy lips slithered around in her prisoner's mouth.
The initial nausea that had gripped Barbara at the near-putrid taste of cunt had faded. The incredible potency of the cunt smell and flavor had just been too much to cope with all at once. Now that her tastebuds were getting accustomed to the taste of Judy's cunt, Barbara realized that the woman's pussy didn't taste bad after all.
In fact, it was delicious!
Her head reeled, from much more than the fumes pouring from the red-haired pussy: Barbara could feel liquids beginning to seep within her cunt! The sudden realization stunned her.
She was getting tured on ... from devouring another woman's cunt!
She moaned. The pussy lips oozed out of her mouth. Barbara felt an overwhelming hunger. She wanted to eat Judy's pussy till cunt honey came out her ears!
She grabbed the redhead's ass with both hands. The woman's butt was resilient, delightful to her lustful touch. She'd never so much as touched another woman's ass before, but now it felt so good!
Her tongue licked right up the furrow between Judy's wide-open pussy lips. The cunt-gash felt strange, slick and oily to her tongue. Judy groaned ecstatically and rolled her hips as the rigid tongue reached the upper end of her pussy slit.
Barbara's eyes were slitted with passion. She saw a tiny, pearly pink button protruding from a hood of cunt flesh. Was that what a clit looked like? Experimentally, she touched it with the tip of her tongue.
The reaction was immediate. Fervent hands grabbed her head. The redhead's butt tensed in her hands and rose from the floor. The motion crushed the swollen clit back into the surrounding cunt slash, trapping the nerve-rich node between the brunette's tongue and Judy's pubic bone.
"Yes!" the redhead shrieked. "It's sooo good!"
On the cushion, Jeff fucked Tana with a steadily rising fever of passion. The blonde's pussy was as skilled and agile as a hand while it pumped and squeezed the stocky man's hard prick. The hot wetness of her cunt made his blood surge like fire through his veins.
Tana's lust was anything but counterfeit. She was getting a cut of the action, of course. She was a volunteer, unlike Barbara or any other horny and adventuresome young housewives who was unfortunate enough to choose John Halen for an adulterous fling. The flesh trade had been very profitable for the Halen siblings, she'd learned the past few days.
But Jeff's cock was pure pleasure in Tana's cunt. His sturdy frame was packed with power as he pounded his stiff cock in and out of her cunt as forcefully as she'd ever felt. His cock couldn't compare in size and girth with John's, of course, but he was using it skillfully enough to make up a lot of the difference!
Tana Halen watched with passionate interest as Barbara began to get totally involved with consuming her tormentor's cunt. The redhead's white legs quivered as her pussy overflowed with pleasure. She was clearly fighting off the urge to slam her juicy thighs together over Barbara's head to pin the cunt-gobbling face in place. She wanted her pussy to be spread wide for the eager attention of Barbara's lips and tongue.
Barbara licked the succulent cunt with long and powerful strokes of her tongue. Fingers clawed at her head. She felt the passion coming to a boil in her own pussy.
Each time her tongue reached the upper end of the redhead's cunt, it flicked against the straining clit. And whenever Barbara's tongue touched Judy's clit, the redhead jerked. The sauces of the scarlet-furred pussy poured out of Barbara's chin like an overturned wine bottle.
She lapped at the greedy cunt again and again. Then the redhead's hindquarters shot off of the floor and slammed her pussy into her captive's face. Barbara cried out in surprise.
"God!" she heard Judy cry. "I'm coming!"
The shapely legs slammed together around her head, imprisoning her face against the drooling, climaxing pussy. Doggedly, she continued to lick the tasty treat of the redhead's pussy. She sensed Judy's voice rising to a crescendo of ecstasy as the crimson-bearded cunt convulsed with an orgasm.
Then the world was afire with a glaring white light as she came, too!
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Waaaaaaa YUHHHHH!"
With a wild scream of passion, Tana Halen came around the rigid staff of Jeff's cock. The man's hands squeezed her tits until it seemed they would burst. Delight stabbed into her boobs to accompany the surging ecstasy from her convulsing cunt.
Jeff gasped as the blonde's pussy gripped his cock like a hydraulic press. Come fountained from his prick. He cried out hoarsely as the pulsating pussy began to milk charge after charge of boiling jism from his deeply-buried cock.
With her huge tits flattened on the floor, and her nipples humming with orgasmic joy, Barbara was aware of nothing save for the delicious pussy on which her mouth was fastened. The redhead's legs tensed and relaxed around Barbara's head as orgasm after orgasm swept through her gleaming nude body.
Barbara was coming, unbelievably, with no more to get her off than the taste and feel of Judy's flowing pussy. She couldn't have explained it to save her life, but right now she didn't even want to do so.
All she wanted to do was eat that gorgeous, red-haired cunt!
Judy began to wag her ass from side to side on the carpet. She was half-sitting, her hands gripping her thighs in a frenzied grasp. Electric-like pleasure jolted out of her pussy and wracked her entire body.
The black-haired captive may never have sucked another woman's pussy before, but she sure was a quick study! Her tongue, playing over the wet and sensitive lips of Judy's cunt, had the redhead coming as if the convulsive joy in her cunt would never stop!
Gradually, the throes of passion ebbed from Judy's cunt. Barbara continued .to lick fervently at the oozing pussy as her own cunt pulsated through yet another fabulous orgasm. Her body seemed to crackle with the erotic energy of her climax. The pussy juice that gushed from Judy's cunt was like fine nectar on the brunette's palate.
At last, Barbara's pussy began to relax. Even with her sudden squall of lust past, Barbara savored the cunt honey like fine wine. It was the most delicious flavor she'd ever experienced.
She felt Judy sigh. "Wow," the redhead breathed. "I haven't had my pussy lapped like that in ages!"
She released the death-grip of her thighs on Barbara's head. She patted the black-haired head. "You're one hell of a cuntlapper, Barbi dear," she said approvingly.
Barbara's only answer was to press her mouth deeply into Judy's cunt for a tongue-kiss that had the redhead writhing with delight. Then the prisoner lifted her head. Her mouth and nose were smeared with shiny cunt oils.
Barbara looked toward the other couple. Tana was just raising herself off of Jeff's sated cock. The prick limply flopped free of the blonde-furred pussy. A stream of cunt juice and jism rained down on it from the gaping cunt that rose from his sweaty lap.
Barbara lay her head on Judy's thigh. Her black hair contrasted sharply with the creamy-whiteness of Judy's skin. A tremble shook the brunette's naked, sexually exhausted body.
I've eaten another woman's cunt, she thought dismally. I licked her cunt lips and drank down her cunt juice. I even got off doing it! She felt a deep humiliation. She'd been made to perform a lesbian act, and she'd actually enjoyed it!
Judy slid her smooth thigh out from under Barbara's cheek. She stood up and stretched like a purring cat. Barbara lay, looking up guiltily at the matted fur of her cunt, at her side.
"How're you feeling, dearest?" she asked Jeff.
"Tremendous!" Jeff's voice was still shaking with the aftermath of his frenzied fucking with Tana. His cock lay still, a jism-slimed worm in his lap.
"Good." She smoothed her brilliant hair back. "Ready for the next part? Just thinking about it gets me horny again!"
Jeff got up. "Good enough," he said. "You ready?" he asked the blonde, who sat sprawled on the cushion with her legs apart and her pussy still dripping.
"Ready and willing, big boy," she smiled. "God, what a fucker! You're a real stud, Jeff!"
"A real stud." Merriment tinged Judy's voice. "That's what we have in store for you next, Barbi-baby. On your feet and let's go!"
Barbara looked up at her with mingled anticipation and apprehension. Had they brought another man along? Suddenly, she felt eagerness tingling in her cunt. If Judy said he was a real stud, then he certainly must be one!
She stood up. She brushed lint from her body and shook the hair out of her eyes. Her nipples were already standing at strict attention.
Jeff walked to the door and held it open. "Ladies first," he said. Barbara looked at him uncertainly. The trailer was a long way off from anything. The nearest buildings were the municipal airport tower and hangars a mile and a half away. But still she was hesitant to go out wearing nothing at all.
As if to set an example, Tana walked by and went unhesitatingly out into the full light of the afternoon sunlight. Barbara followed her. She paused in the doorway as the sunlight poured onto her tits like molten gold. Her skin wasn't used to the sun, especially the delicate skin of her boobs.
She went down the steps. They felt hot under her bare soles. Tana stood waiting for her, arms akimbo, on the sandy soil outside of the trailer.
Jeff and Judy came out. Tana nodded toward the side of the trailer. Jeff bent down where she had indicated and pulled out a low wooden bench. "Lie down on the bench, will you, beautiful?" Judy asked with a scintillating smile. "We'll have to tie you to it, but don't worry. You'll enjoy yourself!"
Barbara felt reluctant. If she was going to enjoy this all so much, why did they have to tie her up? But Judy had brought the black-snake whip with her. It twitched restlessly in her hand.
The brunette walked to the bench, the gravel crunching beneath her feet. She walked gingerly, for the ground was hot. "Back or front?" she asked.
Jeff looked at Judy. The redhead shrugged. Her tits jiggled. "Whichever way you please," she said.
After a moment's thought, Barbara turned to face the bench and went to her knees. The sun was starting to sting her naked tits. They were more sensitive than her equally-pale asscheeks, so she decided to spare them. The thought of refusing to lie down never entered her mind, not with that wicked whip in Judy's hand!
The bench had been lying in the shade underneath the trailer, so the smooth wood actually felt cool beneath Barbara's boobs. The weals the whip had left on the plentiful globes of titflesh stung a little, but she ignored the sensation. Her pussy was watering again, despite her anxiety.
She heard the crunch of footsteps. Judy was kneeling beside the bench. The perfume of her pussy wafted to her nostrils. She dangled a pair of handcuffs from her fingers.
Barbara offered no resistance as the redhead gathered her wrists and cuffed them together beneath the bench. She was trapped securely in place, but the bondage was not at all tight or restricting. She had to stay bent over with her ass in the air, but she could move her arms and body to a certain extent.
The brunette heard a car door open. "Ohhhhh," Judy said. "I'm so excited I can hardly stand it! I've always wanted to do this!"
Barbara wanted to ask her what "this" was. She didn't. She wanted to stay on the redhead's good side!
Judy ran a hand over her captive's buttcheeks. Barbara bit her lip as the touch stung the welted assflesh. "Oh, did I hurt you? I'm sorry." To Barbara's complete surprise, she sounded sincere.
She felt hair tickling her butt. Then moist lips kissed her pussy. "Ahhhhh," she said as her cunt filled Judy's mouth with fragrant pussy sauces.
"Good," Judy said, licking her lips. "Your pussy is wet and ready. Hurry up, Jeff!"
More footsteps approached. There seemed to be more than two sets of feet. Barbara hadn't seen the car Jeff and Judy had come in. Had a third person been waiting in it?
"Ah, here he is! You great big stud, you!" Judy squealed with delight. "Here she is. Her cunt is all hot and juicy and waiting for you!"
There was a tinkling sound. Barbara cocked her head. Then she turned back to look at what was behind her.
Her blood froze. Looking right at her, over the twin mounds of her butt, red tongue lolling loosely from mottled lips, was a German Shepherd!
"Wh-what's going on here?" she demanded shakily.
"I promised you a real stud," Judy explained breathlessly. "Here he is. Redstone "Champion" Trueblood the Third! Red, meet Barbi."
The dog wagged his tail and barked excitedly. He was quivering with what Barbara abruptly recognized as horniness. The smell of sexual hunger issuing from her cunt was turning him on!
He was eager to fuck his canine cock into her pussy!
"No," she whispered. "You can't be serious. You're not really going to let him-"
The dog lunged forward and licked her brimming pussy. "Ahhhhh!" she cried as the dog's incredibly long tongue slurped up the entire length of her pussy slash. The dog's furry tail beat at the air. He lapped at her cunt again, whining softly.
Barbara tried to throw herself off of the bench. She felt the animal's saliva on the lips of her pussy. She struggled with desperate strength, but the handcuffs held her inescapably in place, with her butt sticking up in the air and her pussy ripe and vulnerable to the dog's eager cock!
The taste of hot human cunt turned the dog on even more. He yapped once more, shaking with lust. "Go to it, big boy!" Judy called to him. "Stick your cock right up her pretty pussy!"
"No! Stop him!" Barbara shrieked.
The animal gathered himself and jumped. The captive screamed with helpless despair as his weight came down on her upturned butt.
Instantly, his strong forelegs wrapped around the woman's waist. His short, hard cock stabbed at the opening of her cunt. She howled again in fear.
The tip of the dog's red cock parted the lips of Barbara's cunt. She kicked out with her legs.
"Bad girl!" Judy cried. She dropped down and grabbed a trembling white thigh. Her companion got a hold on Barbara's other leg. The dog thrust his prick forward again. This time the turgid canine cock slid effortlessly into the captive's cunt.
Barbara's eyes snapped open. She craned her neck, unable to believe what her pussy was telling her. "No!" she gasped, looking into the dog's lustful eyes. "NO! It can't be! His cock is in my pussy!"
And it was true! She felt his pulsing cock throbbing in the depths of her cunt. His prick was much smaller than a human's, but it vibrated with an unhuman horny energy!
He fucked his cock out, drooling saliva onto the helpless captive's bare back. The humidity and tightness of the woman's cunt made it a sheer delight to his cock, unfamiliar though it was.
Still moist from responding to Judy's earlier kisses, the lips of Barbara's pussy clung to the withdrawing cock. Red panted. He cocked his hips and fucked his prick back home into the brunette's pussy, harder than before.
Barbara looked wildly around. Judy was stroking the back of her thigh. The redhead's strange eyes glowed with an unholy delight. She was getting off on watching her pet rape the lovely captive!
In and out of her pussy the dog plunged his stiff prick. It didn't take long for the prisoner to realize that Red, the German shepherd, was fucking her cunt with far more speed and power than any human could muster. The fury of his fucking was more than making up for the smallness of his cock.
"Uhhhhh," Barbara moaned. The cock slammed home in her cunt. The fiir on the animal's hind legs grated her thighs, and his belly rasped against the whipped buttcheeks.
The animal was sniffing eagerly as he pumped his cock in and out of the woman's delightfully wet pussy. He'd never realized that human cunt smelled so good, nor felt so incredibly fine around his jerking prick.
Judy gave a low moan of delight. "She's getting turned on!" she cried. "See, I told you, you'd love it. I told you!"
Barbara twisted her head and looked back at her in astonishment. "No-o," she grunted, as the dog rammed his cock into her pussy hard. "It isn't true-aaah!"
The next stroke of the dog's cock made a lie of her anguished denial. The prick fucked into her pussy with a splash and sprayed cunt honey all over the cheeks of her ass. No matter how much the idea of having a dog's prick fucking her pussy revolted her, her greedy cunt couldn't help but respond to the mad bestial energy of his fucking. Like it or not, Barbara was getting turned on....
... from fucking a dog!
She thought she'd sunk clear to the pits when she got off from eating Judy's sumptuous pussy. How wrong she'd been! Now she was getting horny from having a dog's rigid little prick fucking her!
Judy and Jeff stood and stepped back. His cock stuck out from his crotch like the bowsprit of a ship. Moaning with passion, Judy dropped to her knees in front of him, almost bumping heads with Tana. The two women looked at each other for a moment, green eyes boring into pale hazel. Therb as if by telepathy, both of them began running their mouths over the stocky brown-haired man's hard cock!
He stood, staring down dumbfoundedly. His redheaded companion had her lips wrapped lengthwise around one side of his cock. The blonde was sucking avidly on the swollen head of his prick. Both women ran their tongues wetly around his prick, causing the hard cock to throb with lust. He threw his head back and shut his eyes. It was like something out of his wildest sex fantasies, to have two lovely naked girls sucking his cock, while a third beauty was ravished by a dog!
But it was no longer rape for Barbara. She was loving the feel of the canine cock reaming out her pussy as she hadn't loved anything for a long, long time! "Fuck me, Red," she groaned as the cock went balls-deep into the depths of her cunt. "I know it's wrong, but I have to feel you ram your doggie dick clear to my tonsils!"
The Shepherd couldn't understand her words, but somehow got their meaning. He began fucking her still harder. Her buttcheeks jiggled to the repeated impact of his furry crotch as he ram-rodded his cock eagerly in and out of her pussy.
The dog went practically out of his mind with pleasure. No cunt he'd ever had his cock in had ever been anywhere near so wet or hot, or agile! The woman tensed her cunt urgently around his stabbing prick. The ripple of the muscles in her pussy sheath was like tiny fingers trying to tease his cock into spewing forth its fiery jism....
Judy nibbled her way to the end of Jeff's prick. She felt the unyielding cockmeat throb with his racing pulse as his horniness increased beyond all bounds. Tana was sucking noisily on the reddish head of his cock. As Judy's cheek touched hers, she shifted her mouth so that her lips enclosed just one side of the inflated cockhead.
Judy slipped her lips up around the other half of her friend's prickhead. He moaned with delirious delight. The redhead's tongue came out of her mouth to lave sweet saliva all over the cone-shaped cockhead.
Tana's tongue came out too. The women's tongues touched. Electricity seemed to pass from tongue to tongue. Tana shivered and reached out a hand to squeeze one of Judy's tits.
The two women began running their hands over one another's naked bodies. Judy's hand dropped to poke a finger into the blonde-furred slit of Tana's cunt. One of the blonde's hands grasped the base of Jeff's prick while the other played with Judy's nipple. Their tongues battled mightily for total possession of the pulsating head of the man's stiff prick.
Jeff was in heaven. The nude women were combining lesbian love-play with sucking his cock! The aromas of two hungry cunts mingled in his nostsrils to produce an incredibly luscious perfume!
Barbara was in heaven, too. Something about the sheer nastiness of being fucked from behind by a dog was turning her on. The speed with which Red's scarlet cock fucked in and out of her pussy was fantastic. The way the cock stabbed in and out was stretching her cunt walls almost as delightfully as any human cock could!
Red was getting dizzy. He was fucking the brunette for all he was worth. Her pussy sucked eagerly on his cock, trying to get it to fire its charge of come into the greedy cunt. He'd never had such exquisite pressure around his cock!
"Woof!" he said as he came.
Barbara shrieked ecstatically as the steaming jism boiled into her cunt. Then her pussy walls contracted madly about the fucking, spewing canine cock. Red gulped and fucked her still more furiously as her pussy clutched at his throbbing prick.
"Shit! He's coming in her cunt!" Jeff exclaimed. His own cock throbbed and spat a wad of jism, Tana had her face pulled back and the come hit her on the bridge of the nose. She yelped with surprise as thick, white jism dripped down her nose and onto her lips.
Judy got her mouth into position in time to drink down the next shot of creamy white come. "Mmmmm!" she moaned, rolling her tongue around in the sticky, succulent mess of the man's jism. The naked pair began taking turns drinking in the come that spurted freely from Jeff's hard cock.
Barbara felt blast after blast of Red's come spew into her pussy tunnel. The dog's jism acted like a catalyst. It set off orgasm after uncontrollable orgasm in her oozing cunt.
But somewhere, deep down inside, she knew. When the fury of her coming died down, and the cold, hard realization hit that her pussy had been tainted by an animal's cock and come-
What then?
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Looks like high class merchandise," the tall, extremely thin man said. He ran his hand through his sparse hair, combing the lank black strands back over his bald spot. "With the clothes on, that is."
The sun stung Barbara's cheeks. Through her polarized sunglasses, she studied the thin man. He wasn't bad-looking, she decided. But there was something about him that gave her the creeps.
And she didn't like him using the word "merchandise." It gave her an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.
He reached out a long, spidery hand and squeezed her left boob. "Firm titflesh," he said, feeling the jug through the light cloth of her halter top.
"Very high quality."
He's looking at me like a prize racehorse! Barbara thought. Of its own accord, her nipple began to harden, pressing outward against the sweaty palm. Her body was starting to react to pleasurable contact whether she willed it to or not!
A vagrant breeze stirred her ankle-length skirt around her long, slim legs. Behind her stood John Halen and his sister, both dressed informally. The two seemed to defer to the skinny stranger, as if he were somebody of importance.
"Of course," he said, letting go of her tit to rub his clean-shaven, pointy chin, "I couldn't let go of any money without first sampling the, ah, goods."
"Naturally not," Tana said. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she wore a tight red blouse and short white skirt. She looked for all the world like a cheerleader.
"Go right ahead and test her out," her brother said helpfully. "You'll find her as good in the performance department as in looks. But I'd imagine you want a closer look-" He reached out and tore the skimpy halter top from Barbara's torso.
The brunette winced, but she didn't cry out as the halter slumped to bare the twin glories of her jugs. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction of knowing how degrading it felt for her to be paraded like a slave at an auction, and to have her boobs exposed to the lustful gaze of a total stranger.
She had a feeling she'd better hang on to her dignity while she could!
The thin man sucked in his cheeks and nodded, seeming to study every detail of the matched pair of exquisitely pale titflesh. "Nice," he murmured.
She felt Tana's slim fingers slip into the waistband of her skirt. "That's not all," the blonde said in a lewd tone. She flicked the button that secured Barbara's wrap-around skirt and whipped the garment off in one smooth motion. The brunette stood with her body exposed to the merciless noonday sun, naked save for her panties.
The man's eyes traveled down her gleaming, nude body. His eyes took in the twin peaks of her tits and luscious nipples, which crowned them. Then his gaze dipped down over the flat dome of her belly to the compact, bar-like wedge of cunt fur nestled between her thighs, which showed darkly through the translucent yellow panties. Below were her legs, like perfectly sculptured columns of fine white marble. His gaze burned into Barbara's bare flesh as intensely as the sun's rays, and she saw the beginnings of an excited bulge grow in his crotch. I He licked his thin lips. "May I ... try her cunt?"
"Feel free," John said. "Anything particular you have in mind?"
"Just something to acquaint myself with her various talents and, ah, tolerances."
"I understand."
"I have just the perfect thing," Tana said suddenly. She turned and ran lithely up the steps into the trailer, to emerge an instant later carrying a coil of nylon rope.
She tossed an end to her brother. "Here we go, brother dear," she said. "You tie this to her ankle while I take care of the other end." The blonde began playing out the rope, walking toward a wooden stake set in the ground a few yards away.
Barbara made no attempt to resist or run as John bent down to affix the rope to her shapely ankle. She still felt defiance, but showing it had cost too much. Whatever they were about to do would be unpleasant enough without her aggravating her captors.
John tied the knot firmly but not tight enough to cut off the circulation in Barbara's leg. "There," he said, standing. "That should hold her. Would you like to borrow a whip?"
"No, thank you," the skinny man said. "I brought my own."
"Of course," John said with the haughty air of a Salesman Supreme.
The skinny man walked to his gleaming new Cadillac and opened the trunk. Barbara gasped. Inside the trunk was an incredible array of instruments of torture: whips, chains, thumbscrews, cattle prods, and other implements the captive librarian couldn't recognize.
He selected a long, heavy-looking bullwhip, shook it out and snapped it experimentally in the air. It made a sound like a pistol shot. "This will be quite suitable, don't you think?" His off-hand tone of voice made Barbara's blood run cold.
Tana stood up beside the stake. "There," she said. "It should turn freely. You can pull out all the stops and really make her run around. She won't go anywhere except in a circle!"
"Tana, my love," her brother said, "you are an exemplary sadist!"
She smiled lasciviously. "Just trying to please, brother dear."
Barbara watched dully as the man stalked her with the whip. She closed her eyes. It would be easier to be brave if she didn't know when the blow was going to fall.
The whine of the whip told her anyway. The leather tip slapped against the cheeks of her ass with a loud bang. She shieked and jumped straight up into the air.
Her feet raised a cloud of dust when she came down. The sandals slipped, almost making her stumble. She looked down at her rump and saw a strip of assflesh glowing agonizingly red through a long tear in her panties.
"Lively bitch," the black-haired, balding man muttered. He swung again. Once more Barbara's ass burned with pain.
"AAAAIIIYAAAHHH!" she screamed. She clutched her butt with both hands. She could feel the shredded fabric of her panties and, beneath that, the throbbing puffiness of the whip-welts.
She should have anticipated the stranger's next move. He brought the whip up with a rapid backhand motion. The lash slithered like a serpent through the dust, then reared like a striking cobra and snapped the nipple of Barbara's gently-swaying right boob!
Intense pain flashed through her jugs. White light blazed behind her eyes. "Ungggh," she groaned. The agony in her tits was too great to allow her to scream!
The tip of her whipped boob vibrated with pain. "Ohhhh," the captive whined. "Make him stop!"
John and Tana were standing side by side, just beyond the furthest extension of the rope to which Barbara was tethered. The lissome blonde had her hand in the fly of her brother's pants. John had her blouse pulled down to bare a luscious left tit, which he was fondling hungrily with one hand while he watched the thin man whip the prisoner.
"No way, baby," Tana told her. "Even if we weren't making a bundle of money from this, it'd be too much of a turn-on watching to make him stop!"
While Barbara had been distracted, the man had taken aim. He struck again, from behind the black-haired, nearly-naked captive. Pain sliced across the cheeks of Barbara's pert ass, and the remnants of her panties fell to the dust.
"AAHHHHH!" she cried, once more clapping both hands over her butt.
"Run around, sweetheart," Tana laughed. With greedy fingers, she tugged her brother's massive, throbbing cock into the daylight. A drop of pre-seminal fluid glittered like a diamond at the tip of the giant prick. "Watching you's got my darling brother's big cock all hard and juicy. Put on a good show so he'll come off in my mouth!"
Barbara felt sick. It was more than the stabbing pain in her ass and whipped tit. It was the knowledge that her pain and degradation was providing an erotic spectacle for John and Tana. They were using their helpless, lovely captive as completely and brutally as the man with the whip! Even as she thought it, she heard the evil song of the whip. She tried desperately to dodge. It didn't work. Like a scorpion's sting, the braided leather curled around the top of a thigh and cut at the tender furrow between her buttcheeks.
The whip-stroke stung her delicate asshole through the thin fabric of her panties. It was like having a hot iron shoved up her butt. She howled shrilly and fell forward, scraping her tits in the dirt as she landed.
Air currents washed over her upturned butt, hot and dry like the breath of a blow-dryer. Her abused assflesh tingled at its touch.
Her panties were in ruins now. She could feel scraps of cloth beneath her legs. She began to tremble uncontrollably. The sandy soil tormented her bare boobs, and the nipple kissed by the thin man's whip seemed to be bursting with pain. She reached back a hand and touched her butt. The delicate skin was hot to the touch.
"D-don't," she whimpered. "Please don't whip my any more! I'll do anything you want! I can make you feel real good, only please don't whip me again!" The sheer sound of her pleas disgusted her. She was being forced to give up every vestige of pride, self-respect and dignity.
But she couldn't bear to be whipped again!
The thin, black-haired man stood gloating over his victim. Her mostly-exposed ass glowed a bright pink. A tuft of black hair and an inviting flash of pink pussy showed between her luscious thighs, still encircled by the elastic legbands of her ruined panties. He felt his cock pulse impatiently within his pants. A trickle of drool slipped from the corner of his mouth and ran down his narrow chin.
A fat bluebottle fly circled curiously around the plentiful mounds of female ass jutting into the air. It began to spiral in for a landing. The tall, balding man smiled a thin, cruel smile.
Shuddering in anticipation of the next blow of the whip, Barbara heard a buzzing and felt a sudden slight tickle on the inside of her left asscheek. She felt it move inward to tease the fisted pucker of her poopchute. Then it wandered down through the dense underbrush of her jet-black cunt fur. She felt it on her sensitive, splayed-open pussy lips.
A fly, she thought. A fly is walking on my pussy! It brought home to her with brutal force the way she'd been degraded.
The insect rubbed its forelegs together. The rapid motion thrilled the inner surfaces of her cunt flaps. She shivered and bit her lip. It was actually turning her on!
Like a tightrope-walker, the fly darted along the rim of the lovely captive's lacy cunt-fringe. An uncontrollable shudder of joy ripple through Barbara's naked body.
Tana Helen ran her lips toward John's crotch, impaling her face on the long, hard spear of her brother's cock. She could taste the salty-sweet tang of pre-seminal fluid that foretold of the much headier delight of the jism stored in his balls. One hand toyed with those balls in their taut, hairy sac. The other was inside the waistband of her skirt and the panties beneath. Slender fingers stroked the crisp fur of her cuntbun and teased the lips of her pussy.
The kneeling blonde heard the captive's moans change key. The bitch is getting turned on! she thought. She felt John's prick quivering excitedly as it slipped steadily toward her tonsils. She longed to turn her head to see what new degradation Barbara was undergoing, but with that fat, juicy cock fucked into her mouth, she was held in position. She sighed and buried her nose into the bush at the base of her brother's cock. The inflated head of the prick pulsed hotly in her throat.
John's sigh echoed his sister's cock-muffled one. His sibling was certainly an expert at sucking cock! But even the superbly skillful way Tana's tongue was twining around the swallowed shaft and head of his prick as she sucked delicately, wouldn't have him this turned on if it weren't for the fantastic show the black-haired sadist and his luscious nude captive were putting on!
Halen couldn't see the fly exploring the tasty pinkness of Barbara's cunt-slit. But he could see that the prisoner was getting horny even as she groveled in the dust!
The tall, lean, black-haired man hopped on one leg as he struggled out of his pants. The whip dangled from his wrist by a leather thong. He could see the small insect, black against the pink of gaping pussy lips. He could also see the wide-open cunt mouth beginning to glisten as the juices of lust began to flow in his captive's body.
His pants rustled down his skinny legs. His cock sprang out of his underwear like a bar of springy steel. Tana, letting her lips slide up the length of her brother's cock in a tight, tantalizing "O" as she pulled her head back, happened to glance over her shoulder just in time to see the man's prick jump free.
She gasped. The rigid cock was a foot long!
Barbara lay with her head pillowed on crossed arms. The hot sand burned her hardening nipples. The fly on her cunt tickled the sensitive flaps of pussy flesh unbearably.
She didn't understand the suddenness of the transition from fear and agony to raging lust. All she knew was that, though her tits and ass stung from the whipping they'd received, her body was filled with a raging flame of lust!
She heard gravel crunch behind her upturned butt. She moaned. Somehow, she sensed that her tormentor wasn't going to whip her again. She knew all he wanted to do was fuck her with all his might.
She wanted it, too!
The thin man dropped to his knees behind her. His cock bobbed up and down, pale and gleaming in the stark sunlight. Gently, he laid a hand on a welted hillock of assflesh. Barbara sucked in a sharp breath as the touch stung her abused butt-cheek. Then the air hissed from her mouth as her tormentor's thumb stroked down her asscrack and into the dripping cave of her cunt.
Startled, the fly took to the air. Barbara rolled her hips around her captor's thumb as he began to fuck it in and out of her cunt. He reached a few spidery fingers down to seek the lust-button of her clit. His fingertips brushed back the hood of pink pussy-skin that covered the clit-node. Electric pangs of pleasure shot through Barbara's body as he began to manipulate her clit.
As the hot cunt sauces oozed from Barbara's greedy snatch and dripped over his hand, the thin man grasped his cock with his other hand. The captive brunette wiggled her butt with delight as he dragged the rubbery tip of his cock across the whip-marked curve of an asscheek. Though deep within her the woman raged at the man who had whipped and humiliated her, she was gasping with anticipation. He's about to fuck his huge, long cock into my pussy! she thought, and fresh hot pussy sauces cascaded over his probing fingers.
But she was wrong. The throbbing cockhead didn't follow the trail blazed by his thumb, down the goosefleshed skin and into the fragrant mysteries of her cunt. Instead, it fit itself into the shallow depression df her asshole and began to push inward, hard.
A groan escaped Barbara's lips. "No!" she blurted, even as a tweak of his fingers on her clit sent ecstasy spearing into her cunt. "Your cock-too big-it isn't greased!"
"No," smirked the skinny man. A drop of sweat ran down into his eyes. He shook it away. "It isn't, but it's all going into this lovely butt of yours!"
His captive cried out. Her taut nipples scraped the sand as she tightened her every muscle in a frantic attempt to keep the stiff, dry cock from invading her sensitive asshole. But it was all in vain. As the fingers of one hand continued to fuck and tease her pussy, the other hooked around her hipbone for leverage as the head of his prick began to wedge her asshole open.
She felt the death-grip of her asshole starting to give. Then, all at once her asschute snapped open and swallowed up the cone-shaped head of the thin man's cock. The inside of her asshole blazed with pain. "YeeeeAAAHHH!" she cried.
The naked captive's agonized cry made Tana turn her head. Just the fat head of her brother's prick was trapped in her mouth, and the mighty beam of cock swung to one side as if mounted on hinges as she looked. "Mmmmm!" she squealed around her mouthful of prick. Her brother stiffened and grabbed a handful of shiny blonde hair.
She let go of John's cock. The reddish-purple head was glossy with her saliva. "Turn to the side," she begged her brother. "I want to watch!"
John glanced down at his sister. She'd unbuttoned her blouse, revealing luscious slices of creamy titflesh. The head of his cock pulsated visibly, not an inch away from her satin cheeks. Her full lips were moist with the same spit that was so liberally smeared over his cock. He nodded wordlessly and pivoted as she shifted her knees, then plunged every inch of his cock into her ready mouth. She moaned and swished her tongue around the cock as it fucked deep into her throat.
At the same moment John's cock was going into his sister's mouth, the thin man drove his cock relentlessly into Barbara's asshole. It was sheer torture. It seemed as big around as a fireplug! She could feel the demiglobes of her ass being wedged so far apart that it seemed as if her naked body would split right open at any moment.
"N-nooooo," she sobbed. Her hands scrabbled at the sand, breaking a nail on the hard dirt beneath. "Can't ... stand it! STOP!"
The man's only reply was a laugh, and he crammed another two inches of rock-hard cock into her quivering butthole.
Tana's eyes were glued to the seemingly endless spear of cock forging into Barbara's naked butt. The fingers of her right hand were plunging with a lewd, wet, rhythmic sound in and out of her blonde-furred cunt. The other fingers were wrapped tightly around the thick shaft of her brother's cock. They pumped up and down the throbbing cock. The head of John's prick was imbedded in the girl's mouth. Her lips held the cock tightly just behind the huge head, putting a delicious pressure on the most pleasure-sensitive point of the cock as her tongue swirled sweet, wet fire around the imprisoned cockhead.
Both brother and sister could feel each other's intense excitement. A mutual shudder of joy shook them as the thin man fucked the last inch of his prick into his victim's asshole so hard his balls slapped against the back of his cunt-probing thumb.
The black-haired man's prick seemed to be a mile long as it ripped into Barbara's butt. The last inch was the worst. The remainder of the stiff cock slammed into Barbara's asshole in a burst of agony so fierce that it took her several seconds to realize that the tearing invasion of the cock had ceased.
For a moment she lay still, half-numb, her throat raw from screaming. Then she became aware of the low, throbbing agony of the long cock buried to the hilt in her violated asshole. "Gaaahhh," she murmured. "It hurts! Oh Christ, get it out!"
She regretted the words instantly. She could almost feel his smile as he patted her abused butt, then braced his palm against her ass and yanked his cock out of her. It was as if she were being pulled inside out. Her scream was long and loud and heartbreaking.
Then her tormentor fucked her into a delirium of pain. But it was pain shot through with bright flashes of pleasure as his thumb continued to fuck her cunt and his fingers kept playing with her clit. She felt as if her soul was being torn in two, the way the plunging hard cock in her butthole seemed to be tearing her body apart as pain and pleasure battled within her.
THE END came suddenly. The skinny man jammed his twelve inches of steely cock in and out of her agonized ass with an ever-increasing speed. His sweat fell in a stinging rain on her whipped and welted ass, and at the same time her ass channel was being wracked and torn by the stabbing cock. Her pussy was filling to overflowing with incredibly intense delight.
"Ugh-uhh-unnnnh!" grunted her captor as the fabulous tightness of Barbara's asshole enveloped his prick. The snugness of her asshole was sucking at his cock, almost seeming to flay the skin from the long rod as he fucked back out of her dry ass chute. Her buttcheeks jiggled as she struggled futilely to escape the pain.
A jagged howl was torn from her throat as a full foot of stiff cock shot back into her butt, filling her asschute with pain. She clenched her muscles in agony around the prick like a fist. The skinny man yelled with passion as the sudden squeeze of her ass channel sucked a fiery blast of jism from his balls.
Barbara's voice shrilled up the scale. The come that abruptly filled the length of her ass channel around the deeply-driven cock was like acid on the raw nerve-ends inside her butthole. She shook her head and shrieked, drumming her fists on the ground. Her tormentor's thumb kept fucking her pussy as his cock spat burst after burst of come into her rump. She felt jism begin to leak from her distended asshole, and came.
CHAPTER NINE
Foaming come gushed from Barbara's asshole.
"Mmmmmmmf!" moaned Tana as she frantically orally jacked off her brother's big cock. The blond man gritted his teeth and filled her hungry mouth with hot, flavorful jism.
"Ah! Uh! Eeeeee! I'm COMING!" Barbara's voice rang out with incredible pain and pleasure as boiling come seared up her ass channel. The skinny black-haired man's long cock fucked noisily in and out of the come-slickened asshole as his fingers deftly punched orgasm after orgasm into her cunt. She rubbed her tits raw in the dirt as her naked body thrashed to the pounding rhythm of her climax.
Tana Halen's cunt tightened convulsively around her fingers as they fucked in and out of the slippery slit. She gave a groan of sheer ecstasy as her brother's come overflowed her mouth and ran down her chin and neck to stand out whitely on her red blouse. She felt jism coating her teeth and tongue, felt the indescribable essence of come permeating her senses. She floated on clouds of orgasmic ecstasy as John's prick pumped surge after surge of jism into her ever-sucking mouth.
The thin stranger's bony hips slammed Barbara's upturned asscheeks with furious energy. His cock was spewing a seemingly inexhaustible stream of come into her ass. The white jism was streaming from her tortured butthole, running down from her climaxing pussy. Her whole body shook wildly around the cock plumbing the depths of her ass chute and the thumb stirring vigorously in her cunt. The hot sun on her flogged ass, the ground sanding her tender tits-all these were nothing compared to the obscene frenzy of the naked captive's come.
The man fucked his tremendous cock in and out of Barbara's ass with undiminishing power as his balls spat forth the last of the pent-up come. Even after the last drop of creamy jism had been pumped into his victim's lovely ass, his prick jerked and throbbed with ecstasy. He could feel pain and pleasure battling in that bound, beautiful nude body, reveling in the incomparable tightness of the captive's asshole pressing down on his randy cock, and it drove him wild with lustful delight.
Finally, his cock gave one last pulse and was still. Barbara felt it going soft, its full incredible length still planted in her ass. She squealed as the final spasms of her orgasm shook her. The sound turned to a sob as her asshole gave a huge throb of pain. The pleasure that had gripped her a moment before, evaporated as if by magic. All it left behind was the agony....
... and the humiliation.
She heard Tana Halen's gurgling cries of ecstasy as the last remnants of John's come spurted over the blonde's upturned face. Her head was thrown back. John's come was leaking from her jism-filled mouth as his prick spewed the stuff all over her nose and cheeks.
The fat cock began to deflate in the blonde's agile fingers. John looked down at his sister. "Wow," he said.
"Wow yourself!" Tana laughed. Her tongue slipped out to scoop up the thick drops of jism rolling down the sides of her face. "Mmm-mm! Good to the last drop!"
The thin man pulled his limp worm of a cock slowly from Barbara's asshole. The black-haired woman made a soft sound of anguish as the motion of the prick sent fresh stabs of pain shooting up her asschute. The prick slipped from her butthole and hung limp, its tip almost touching the ground. Come dripped from the cock and made small balls of sand.
He shook himself. "Damn. I think perhaps you have something here, Halen."
John grinned as his sister's educated tongue scoured his cock-head free of come. "Fucking-A right I do, Ed," he said. He patted Tana's head. She smiled lewdly up at him, pink tongue-tip flicking a pearl of jism from her upper lip. "Go ahead, try the bitch out with something else. We've got all afternoon."
Tana climbed to her feet. "Can I help?" she asked excitedly, pulling her blouse open to fully bare her scrumptious jugs. The nipples were pink and stood up straight like miniature fingers, quivering with lustful anticipation.
Ed stood up and shrugged. "Feel free," he said.
Barbara collapsed on the sand. The sun-heated earth scorched her boobs, belly and the fronts Of her slender thighs. Her asshole pulsed with a pain so fierce she could hardly breathe. She heard the others talking about degrading her even further in chillingly casual tones of voice. It was as if they, were discussing the fate of a perfect stranger! She was too wrung-out by being whipped and raped up the ass to react with more than a sigh.
She heard footsteps in the sand, then a soft thud as Tana Halen dropped to her knees beside her. "There, there," the blonde cooed. Her fingers stroked the pale hillocks of Barbara's ass. Despite the gentleness of the touch, the captive flinched at the contact with her whip-welted butt.
Tana shook her head in mock sympathy. "Poor child. Does it hurt?"
Barbara sniffed and nodded. The raven-haired captive winced as Tana's fingertips caressed her come-leaking asshole. It still felt as if a red-hot coal was smoldering in the puckered portal of her butt. Then Barbara's naked body relaxed as Tana's fingers moved down to flick the lips of her cunt with a knowing touch.
Tana slipped a finger into Barbara's pussy. "Mmm, it's still nice and wet!" She pulled her finger out and sucked on it, smiling at the rank, rich taste of hungry cunt.
Watching the way his beautiful captive was getting turned on by Tana's attentions, Ed felt life returning to his limp, spent, come-oozing cock. He sat down abruptly on the sand in front of Barbara and grabbed a handful of hair. The prisoner grimaced as he twisted her head cruelly.
Barbara blinked. The skinny man was holding the head of his cock not an inch in front of his face.
"Suck on it," he ordered.
Her stomach turned. "But it's been-it's been in my ass!"
Ed gave a harsh laugh. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he grabbed the handle of his dangling whip. "It'll just make it that much more interesting, won't it, baby?"
"Wait a second, Ed," Tana said breathlessly. "I have something to show her. Look here, Barbi-girl."
Her captor let her turn her head. Her eyes widened. Tana was holding up a branch of grey mesquite wood, polished to a high sheen from having been tumbled through sandy arroyos by innumerable flash-floods. It was as big around as the blonde girl's arm, and fourteen inches long. Though any sharp edge had long since been worn away, it was covered with wart-like protrusions where smaller branches had once been. Barbara's throat went dry.
Tana shifted so that Barbara could clearly see the wispy thatch of blonde cunt-fur between her shapely thighs. Sunlight twinkled in the drops of clear cunt honey that dewed the bush around her pussy slit. "You guessed it, doll," Tana said. "While you suck on old Ed's cock, I'm going to do your pussy nice and good with this!"
Barbara started to protest in horror. The idea of having that hard, dirty chunk of desert wood rammed up her cunt made her sick. But before she could say anything her head was jerked back around, and five inches of Ed's semi-hard, stinking cock were thrust between her parted lips!
"Rrrrmmmgggghhh!" Her outcry was muffled by Ed's prick spearing down her throat. The full impact of the taste of a prick that had recently pumped jism into her asshole hit her, and her senses reeled. Congealing come rolled around on her tongue.
Curly hairs that clustered around the base of Ed's cock tickled the captive's nostrils. Her eyes bugged out. The head of Ed's long prick seemed to be almost in her stomach! She felt the foul cock beginning to harden rapidly within her throat. She gagged.
Instantly, Ed's cock stiffened to throbbing tautness as the muscular spasm of the throat that held his prick sent wild sensations shooting into his balls. His hands clenched in her hair. Barbara felt her jaws forced wide apart as the prick swelled to its full size. to her relief, the rigid bar of cock immediately began to withdraw from her mouth. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at the endless, obscenely pale prick appearing from between her lips. She kept her tongue coiled at the bottom of her mouth to keep from tasting her tormentor's nasty prick.
Suddenly, pain shot through her pussy. She gasped. With a full six inches of the thin man's cock still trapped in her face, she knew the gasp sent a thrill of incredible pleasure through the length of his prick. "Arrrggghh!" Ed cried as he fucked his cock back to the hilt into his captive's throat.
Barbara writhed as her naked body was invaded from two directions at once. Tana Halen was shoving her piece of mesquite into the prisoner's pussy from behind, and the lumpy surface of the wood was stretching Barbara's cunt-tunnel in ways she'd never before experienced. At the same time, Ed was fucking her face more full of cock than it had ever been. She gagged again on the spar of cock, feeling the massive prick throb with ecstasy as her throat closed around it.
The unyielding piece of wood probed endlessly into her cunt. Ed clutched her head in a death-grip, keeping her face impaled on his cock. Though the taste of Ed's ass-probing prick still repelled her, and the sheer hardness and hugeness of the mesquite threatened to tear apart her sensitive pussy walls, both her cunt and mouth were fuller than they'd ever been. And she found she liked it!
Once more, Barbara found herself in the grip of pain and blinding pleasure simultaneously.
As if of its own will, her tongue uncoiled to wrap eagerly around the rigid shaft of Ed's cock. The flavor of the prick seemed to plant an incredible fascination in her. All at once, she couldn't get enough of that fabulous cock!
Ed quivered with delight as she began to suck and tongue his buried prick. Tana laughed as Barbara's slick cunt sauces erupted from the pink-lipped pussy and dripped down to be swallowed by thirsty ground. She pulled the wood from Barbara's twat with agonizing slowness. Its length was stained dark with the oils of the greedy cunt.
As Tana began to methodically fuck Barbara's cunt with the piece of wood, Ed started to pull his cock from his victim's mouth. Barbara moaned and wrapped her arms around his butt, trying to keep that delightful cock imprisoned between her full red lips. Ed gasped with joy as she began to swirl her head around the rock-hard cock, her tongue working furiously to excite his prick.
He pulled inch after inch of prick free of Barbara's face. The captive's cheeks hollowed as she sucked on his cock with all her strength. For Ed, it was like having a vacuum pump attached to his tingling prick. He withdrew the cock as far as he could, then jammed it back balls-deep into Barbara's mouth with a wild cry.
The sensations surging through Barbara's body were indescribable. Her elastic cunt walls were warped out of shape in a thousand ways by the jerking mesquite, some feelings sheer delight, some utter agony, but each and every one of them adding to her erotic excitement. She ate Ed's pumping prick with a lustful fury she would never have thought herself capable of doing.
Despite her pain and fear and degradation, she was more horny that she'd ever been in her life! She was a fucking machine, with no other thought than to have her face fucked by that foot-long cock, shooting fresh, hot come clear to her belly, and to have her pussy crammed full of that fat ' chunk of wood Tana Halen was wielding so well.
Before she knew it, she felt the first tremors of an onrushing orgasm that would dwarf any climax she'd ever had in her life. She wiggled her butt around the shaft of mesquite wood and began making swallowing motions with her throat. Each muscle in Ed's body seemed to tie itself into a knot as her throat rippled along the length of his prick like a myriad of tiny, teasing fingers.
In her ecstatic excitement, Barbara didn't hear John Halen walk up to stand beside his sister. Nor did she hear Tana's gasp of surprise and delight as Halen uncapped a small bottle and bent down to shake something from it onto a jutting mound of Barbara's assflesh.
All Barbara was aware of was that she was about to come at any minute. Tana fucked her with the driftwood so hard and fast that Barbara's lithe hips raised rhythmically off the ground with every stroke of the stick. She clawed at Ed's lean ass and crammed his cock into her mouth, sucking furiously, savoring the taste of his cock and her ass channel and the lingering flavor of jism.
Suddenly, her pussy clamped down on the wood so hard it almost tore the branch from Tana's hand. Barbara's breath wooshed out her nose, then a violent spasm shook her body as she came.
And the most intense agony she'd ever known exploded in the soft left cheek of her ass.
She tried to shriek because of the flaming pain in her buttcheek, but the cock filling her mouth and throat muffled her outcry. At the same time the pain spread through her rump like burning napalm, the second shuddering impact of her orgasm hit her. She wriggled like a hooked eel around cock-in-mouth and mesquite-in-pussy, around the thrill of orgasm and the wild, terrible pain.
Ed looked down at the pale, quivering, beautifully naked body of his victim. He could feel the conflict of anguish and delight wracking her, feel the maddening pressure of mouth and throat squeezing his cock. "Uhhh," he sighed as he came.
Barbara shrieked again as his jism shot into her throat. The swallowed sword of cock bucked and jerked, and pumped come till her throat and mouth were filled with the thick, white jism. Some went up into her nose, and she went into a fit of coughing.
Her pussy was still singing with the sweet joy of climax, and her ass was blazing with pain that expanded by the second. She fought for breath and struggled to choke down the huge load of come Ed's exploding cock was delivering into her mouth.
Finally, Ed's cock spat the last of its come down the lovely brunette's throat and began to go limp. Barbara gagged and tore her face away from the deflating prick. "Ahhhhuunnnh!" she cried as yet another surge of orgasm dazzled through her cunt. Hot jism ran down her chin.
The agony hammered at her ass in time with her heartbeat. She tried to twist free of the wood that filled her cunt, but Ed gripped her wrists and held her in place. , "What did you do?" she screamed. "What did you do to my ass?"
John and Tana laughed. "Look at this," John said, holding up a clear plastic pill bottle.
Barbara squinted through the bright light. There were shapes in the bottle, small orange shapes that moved with a swift, erratic motion. Barbara's face went blank. A drop of come stood unheeded on her lower lip.
"Ants," Tana said, "red ants. They have a bite like liquid fire. Johnny dropped some on your butt to see what would happen." She grinned. Her nipples were inflated with malicious lust.
"We just want to show Ed how you react to torture, honey," John explained. "He wants to buy you from us for some, aahhh, experiments he has in mind." He smiled.
Barbara's blood ran cold. With a sudden energy born of sheer panic, she tried to break away, but with Ed holding her wrists and Tana hanging onto her long, flashing legs, she was helpless. As she struggled futilely, she was lifted and turned over on her back, and her legs were pulled apart to bare her wet-lipped pussy.
Tana pulled the wood from the captive's cunt. The pussy lips hung loosely open, drooling cunt honey. John picked up a piece of white paper he'd brought with him and rolled it into a funnel.
"Hold onto her legs, sis," he warned. He leaned over to insert the narrow end of the paper funnel into the captive's cunt.
Barbara stared wildly around as she felt the paper push between her sensitive pussy lips. Ants, she thought in black terror. He's going to pour ants into my pussy. I can't stand the pain!
John raised the bottle of stinging ants to the wide end of the funnel and tipped it. "No!" Barbara shrieked. "NOOOOOOO!"
"Hold it right there!" a voice rapped out.
John froze, the bottle poised over the funnel. With a violent heave, Barbara tore free of the restraining hands and rolled away.
Men were appearing around the ends of the trailer, men with guns and dark-blue uniforms. Ed and Tana sat staring dumbly, hands upraised.
Halen lunged to his feet, dropping his bottle of ants. He started to run off, his big cock wagging like a tail in front of him. A policeman ran after him and smashed him to his knees with a blow from a hard rubber truncheon.
As if in a dream, Barbara struggled to her feet. Tan-colored sand clung to the front of her naked body, coating her thighs and belly and ripe tits, and clumped in her black pussy fur. She felt no embarrassment at being naked, and tethered like a wild animal in front of the men. All she felt was dazed....
... and incredibly relieved!
A man came out from behind the trailer. "Richard!" she cried, hardly daring to believe. "Oh, Richard!"
He ran to her, and the next thing she knew, she was melting in his arms with tears streaming down her face. Forgotten was the pain. Forgotten was the humiliation, the mind-deadening fear. She was with her husband again, back where she belonged.
Back where she'd stay. Forever.
"H-how did you find me, sweetheart?" she whimpered when the sobbing subsided.
He laughed and patted her shoulders. "You should know," he said. "It was your resourcefulness that did it. That note you left me ... you've never in your life called me 'Ricky,' and I know you absolutely hate the name 'Babs.' Your using 'em told me something was wrong. Then a private pilot out of that small airport reported seeing something strange on the ground, and the police did the rest."
Barbara shook her head. The tears were coming again. "I love you, Richard," she managed to say.
"I love you too. Always."
An officer came up and wrapped a blanket around Barbara's shoulders, and her husband led her off toward a waiting squad car.
* * *
The belt knotted around her wrists threatened to cut off the circulation to Barbara's hands, and the cock in her mouth made her jaws creak on their hinges.
"Suck harder, bitch!" the tall, tanned, well-built man ordered. He leaned forward and brought a hand down in a stinging swat on her naked ass. She jumped and squealed around the swallowed rod of prick.
Her husband was nearly ready to come. Barbara could taste the pre-seminal fluid bubbling from the tip of his prick. Hurry, she begged mentally. Come in my mouth soon, please!
She wouldn't ever have to leave her loving husband again-she wouldn't need to. All of the bizarreness of her ordeal had taught her the games she needed to ensure satisfaction every time they fucked, despite the pain she'd been through. And her husband entered into the spirit of those games eagerly. He had fully come to appreciate his lovely, lusty wife. He didn't want to chance losing her again.
Besides, she suspected he enjoyed tying her up, spanking and dominating her as much as she loved having him do it!
Again his hand landed heavily on her naked ass. She felt the twinge in her pussy that meant she was about to come. She ran her mouth up his cock till only the head was trapped inside, and began to suck hard.
