As its title indicates Her Husband's Slave is a study of sexual masochism. The relationship between the infliction of pain and sexual stimulation has been a subject of intense study for many years. Sexual researchers and other students, and the public have shown a developing interest in it during the past decade. Today, there are numerous couple and singles who practice an extensive variety of sado-masochistic activities for the purpose of foreplay.
The sexual connotations of sadism and masochism were defined by Sigmund Freud in Three Contributions to the Theory of Sex:
The roots of...sadism can be readily demonstrated in the normal individual. The sexuality of most men shows an admixture of aggression, of a desire to subdue, the biological significance of which lie in the necessity for overcoming the resistance of the sexual object by actions other than mere courtship. Sadism would then correspond to the aggressive component of the sexual instinct, which has become independent and exaggerated and has been brought to the foreground by displacement. The concept of sadism fluctuates in everyday speech from a mere active or imperious attitude toward the sexual object to an absolute attachment of the gratification to the subjection and maltreatment of the subject.
In ordinary words, Freud is saying that aggressive behavior is a natural component of sexual courtship. The desire to subdue, to conquer and possess exclusively are normal features of sexual attraction on the part of males, and because of the vagaries of the human mind certain forms of aggression become exaggerated. Conversely, the female, whose traditional courtship role has been that of submission to the aggressive male, has long been vulnerable to the masochistic elements of sadomasochism, and under the right circumstances such masochistic impulses can have a strongly compulsive effect. in Her Husband's Slave, the author demonstrates the relationship between sadomasochism and female submissiveness. The heroine is an ordinary housewife who, more or less by chance, discovers the basically masochistic nature of her personality. Torn by mixed feelings of arousal, embarrassment, horror and unconscious fascination, she struggles with her impulses but eventually succumbs to them.
Based loosely upon an actual case history, the story clearly illustrates the accuracy of the Freudian definition of sadomasochism, and proves that hitherto unknown and highly strong sexual desires can be ignited when the proper stimulus is applied. We seriously recommend this work to all of our readers.
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CHAPTER ONE
Thelma possessed all the physical attributes to make her a smashing success in the boudoir. The thirty-year-old housewife's chief assets were a magnificent pair of melonly, 39-inch breasts that constantly threatened to pop out of every garment in which she tried to confine them. There were other attractions as well. Her dark brown hair was long and wavy, extending to her waist when she wore it loosely, and her legs were long and shapely. Her full lips and dark, flashing eyes were naturally sensuous, and her youthful face made her appear almost ten years younger than her true age.
But despite such qualities, Thelma was a flop in the bedroom. She had always felt a strong aversion to sex, and her marriage in her early twenties had done nothing to overcome her feelings on the subject. At first, she had tried to camouflage her hostile attitude toward the subject, but the effort had been too great. As a result, there had been numerous arguments with her husband, Howard, and his feelings had become more and more bitter with the passage of time.
"All right, you win, from now on I'm going to go elsewhere for sex!" Howard angrily informed her after a particularly stormy session.
It had been three months since he had made that statement, and he had not touched her since that time. At first, Thelma had felt a strong sense of relief at finding herself free from his demands. But as time passed, she began to feel a growing sense of insecurity and curiosity about her husband's activities. He was a commercial airline pilot and she had long harbored suspicions that he was having affairs with various stewardesses who were young enough to be his daughters.
When her curiosity got the best of her, she planted a tape recording device in their bedroom and informed her husband that she would be visiting her mother for a few days. When she returned, she could hardly wait to see what was on the tape. Although the tape contained only words, Thelma's hyper-active imagination filled in all the details....
Are you sure we're not going to be interrupted by anybody such as, for instance, your wife?" Beverly Johnson's voice dripped with a southern accent. The cute honey blonde, 22-year-old stewardess was wriggling with anticipation as she glanced upward at the handsome older pilot, her green eyes batting flirtatiously.
"It's perfectly safe, honey!" Howard assured. His supple cock was already starting to pound with anticipation at the prospect of being sequestered in the cute stew's delectable young cunt. "My wife's out of town for a few days."
"Well, I'll take your word for it!" Beverly replied in a reassuring voice. She had come directly from the airport and was still attired in her clinging, green stewardess' uniform, charcoal-nylons and sleek black pumps with pencil-thin high heels.
Howard seated himself on the side of the bed. "Why don't you take off your clothes for me?" he asked.
Beverly giggled. "Oh, you're the one who-likes for the girls to do a little striptease act for him!" she spoke with a knowing laugh.
Oh, how disgusting! A man his age, Thelma thought to herself. She was tempted to shut off the tape recorder, but her curiosity was too compelling. I wonder how many girls he's been fooling around with!
"Well, whatever turns you on!" Beverly added in a teasing voice.
A pleasingly pink flush coming over both cheeks, the seductive young stewardess began removing the jacket of her green uniform. Beneath it she wore a skimpy blouse through which the outline of her well-filled brassiere could be discerned. Hanging the jacket over the arm of a nearby chair, she slipped off her spike heeled pumps and reached behind her back to undo the buttons of her blouse.
"Take your time, honey!" Howard told her, tolling his tongue over his lips in pleasant anticipation of the scene to come. "We have all evening."
"Okay!" Beverly agreed, her bright eyes candidly glancing at the expanding bulge in his trousers.
Her hips wriggling girlishly from side to side, the comely young blonde proceeded to unbutton her blouse. She slowly peeled it off, revealing first her creamy soft shoulders and then her tautly-filled brassiere. The form-fitting white garment featured scalloped cups and was trimmed with lace, while molding her lush young bosom into two steeply pointed cones. Her cheeks became all the more flushed as she realized the effect she was having on her older companion.
As Howard watched with growing intensity, Beverly slowly undid the side fastener of her green skirt and slid down the small zipper. The garment came down in a slow, tantalizing fashion revealing the lacy, white straps of her garter belt, followed by white lace, bikini-style panties, creamy thighs, and finally her stocking-clad legs. The shapely stewardess gracefully stepped out of the skirt, and stood before her masculine admirer attired only in her bra, panties, garter belt and dark nylon stockings.
"Whew!" Howard emitted a pleased whistle as his eyes roamed over her delectably curvaceous body, not overlooking a single detail. Her charcoal-shaded nylons, with two darker bands at the top, made a vivid contrast with her creamy white thighs, and the enticing outline of fleecy pubic hair was clearly discernible beneath her tiny, diaphanous white panties. The seductive sight made his pounding masculine organ throb all the more firmly. "Can't you hurry it up a little?"
"Why, you're the one who told me to take my time!" Beverly replied with an amused laugh.
Her pretty face becoming even more pinkly flushed, the shapely young stewardess reached behind her back to loosen the strap of her brassiere. She removed it with deliberate slowness, allowing her silken breasts to tumble out in a slinky, provocative fashion. Her strawberry-crested white mounds, voluptuously plump and separated by a wide cleavage, jounced invitingly with their newly-discovered freedom.
"And what's the great big tent I see there in your pants?" Beverly asked in a teasing voice.
"You'll find out soon enough!" Howard replied, his eyes glued on her saucy pink tits.
Undulating her girlishly plump hips with dance-like movements, Beverly slowly hooked her fingers into the elastic band at the top of her wispy panties and began pulling them down in a teasing fashion. The curly harvest of fluffy hair that soon appeared was several shades darker than the hair on her blonde head, and was glittering with a light film of feminine dew.
Howard watched as if hypnotized as the curvaceous young stewardess raised first one dainty foot and then the other as she stepped out of the lacy panties, revealing a bright flash of pink meat in the process.
"Do you want me to take off my stockings?" Beverly asked in a provocative voice. She was standing with her feet slightly apart, her body swaying slightly, and was making no effort to conceal her feminine charms.
"We won't have time for that!" Howard replied, licking his lips as he gazed at the curly fleece that partially camouflaged her voluptuous young cunt.
Jumping to his feet, he quickly began to undress. Standing just a few feet away from him, Beverly watched him with mounting arousal. As he straightened up after discarding his shorts, the shapely young blonde caught sight of his powerfully swollen, purplish-hued masculine weapon. Capped by an enormous mushroom-shaped crown, the fully elongated organ measured at least eight inches in length and seemed even longer to the excited young woman.
"Ahhhh!" Beverly emitted an admiring gasp and clasped one hand over her mouth as she stared at the older man's highly impressive tool. An impulsive gush of feminine dew bubbled through her pink cuntal lips, making her feel moist and squirmy all over. "That's the most mouthwatering sight I ever did see!" she exclaimed.
Without further ado, the curvaceous young woman rushed forward and leaned over to insert the sleek glans right in her pretty mouth!
"Oooooh!" Caught in the process of pulling his T-shirt off over the top of his head, Howard gasped with a mixture of surprise and lewd pleasure as he suddenly felt her warm, delectably wet mouth eagerly embracing his hotly throbbing masculine member.
Freezing for an instant to relish the lush physical pleasures of the moment, he finished pulling off his T-shirt and gazed down at her bobbing blonde head.
"Ooooooh, wow, honey, that's exactly what the doctor ordered!" he exclaimed, clenching his teeth slightly to hold himself back.
"Mmmmmmm!" Beverly moaned with relish as she worked more of his solid man-meat into her receptive oral cavity. Her tongue was already in high gear, flicking and slapping in all directions, and she extended her right hand to gently stroke and pull on those portions that were not in her mouth.
Howard slowly began backing toward the bed, and eased himself into a seated position on its side. Without for a moment relinquishing her tantalizing grip on his wildly pounding harpoon, Beverly slipped to a kneeling position between his thighs and quickly proceeded to demonstrate her talents as a fellatrix. Employing both hands to stroke and fondle his sperm-swollen balls and the lower portions of his lust-bloated cock, she began bobbing her blonde heard rhythmically up and down in his lap.
"Oh, that's perfect! Perfect!" Howard exclaimed, his voice strained with tension as he watched his hotly swollen tool sliding back and forth in the young stewardess' greedy mouth. "Just keep doing it, honey! Don't even think about stopping!"
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Beverly emitted excited, animal-like sounds as she toyed with her older companion's madly pulsating prick. "Mmmmmm...."
Holding the lower base in one hand and squeezing it tightly, she began systematically tonguing his blood-engorged tool with loving caresses. Extending her bright pink tongue, she started with the sleek, plum-shaped crown, licking it all over without overlooking a single sensitive nerve-ending. She could feel his shivering reaction as the tip of her tongue caressed the exquisitely sensitive meatus. Lubricated by her saliva, his massive cockhead began to gleam brightly in the late afternoon sunlight.
"Oh, that's the way! Beautiful!" Howard told her, his voice catching. He was clenching his teeth and both fists in an effort to restrain himself as much as possible, although his resistance was weakening with each passing moment.
Having thoroughly tongue-washed his velvety sleek penile crown, Beverly slid her busy tongue down along the exquisitely tender underside. Working in a slow, tantalizing fashion, she traced a course down the large vein that stood out most prominently. At the same time, her busy hands soothed and stroked the hotly pounding masculine muscle, teasing it in every way she could think of. Howard's bare legs were hooked around her satiny smooth body, and she found herself trapped in a vise that continually tightened as his lustful tension increased.
Howard found himself grimacing with strain as the nearly naked blonde's tormenting tongue and hands worked their magic on him. His feverishly swollen prick was pounding more and more rapidly, and was starting to itch in a frantically pleasurable fashion that he knew would soon get the best of him. Beverly's lapping tongue worked its way down nearly to his balls, and then began to work its way back up. At the same time, the seductive young blonde nibbled continually with her full, sensuous lips, assaulting his throbbing tool from various angles.
As she lovingly caressed her older companion's magnificent cock, Beverly found her young body becoming hot and itchy all over. Her firm, voluptuous breasts were taut with female erectness, and pleasant sparks were starting to shoot through her nipples and the sensitive flesh surrounding them. At the same time, her sensuous cuntal lips were beginning to twitch with involuntary spasmic movements, and warm gushes of feminine honey were oozing between the outer folds and making her entire pussy hot and sticky. Her ultra-sensitive clitoris had ballooned up and was craving attention.
"Ooooh, wow! Couldn't be better!" Howard exclaimed as he found himself becoming more and more tormented by the voluptuous young fellatrix. "Don't worry, honey, I've got enough cream for your mouth and pussy both!"
Working her way back up to the sleek crown once again, Beverly formed her mouth into a wide oval and plunged it down over Howard's wildly pounding cock! Holding the trunk outward at the right angle, she impulsively drove his thick, hard sausage several inches into her mouth before come to a halt.
"Ooooooh!" Howard gasped and threw his head back as he suddenly found his throbbing tool buried deep in the young girl's mouth.
Her pretty face contorted with the strain of having her mouth so far open, Beverly began bobbing her blonde head up and down with highly sensuous sucking movements. Her cheeks collapsing inward, she kept her tongue busy with rapid flicking and swiping movements designed to tease him all the more. Her smooth fingers stroked and pulled in demanding fashion on the portions that were not in her mouth. Her salivary glands were operating in high gear, thoroughly soaking his red-hot poker and making it as slick as grease. At times she had to stop momentarily and swallow with a clearly audible gulp.
As the temperature in her own vibrant young body continued soaring, the shapely young stewardess sensuously worked one hand down over her quivering breasts and smooth belly and into her wet, itching pussy. One finger slid its way between the plump outer folds of her voluptuous cunt, making a slightly squishy sound, and pressed against her blooming, feverish clitoris. The sudden contact sent delicious shivers racing through her entire body, and feminine dew bubbled up in increasing quantities as she began fingering her trembling love button with lewd caresses.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Beverly moaned with rising anticipation as she found herself masturbating and sucking simultaneously. She was very much looking forward to taking his climax directly in her mouth. "Mmmmmm...."
"Oh, wow, you're driving me crazy!" Howard abruptly confessed as the young woman's delectable oral caresses began to get the best of him. "I can't stand much more of this!"
Although he was trying to restrain himself as much as possible, he began thrusting his pelvis back and forth with quick, jerky movements. He was biting his lips hard, and was clenching and unclenching his fists repeatedly in an effort to prolong the delicious sensations to the last possible second. But his lust-tormented cock was pounding in a feverish and nearly out-of-control fashion that he could not restrain much longer. The hotly ticklish sensation along the underside was becoming totally unbearable.
"Mmmmmm.... mmmmmmm.....! "
Discerning that her older companion could not hold out much longer, Beverly began sucking and stroking at an even faster pace. Her blonde head bobbed rapidly up and down on his overheated prick, and at times his cockhead plunged nearly all the way down her throat. Trying to time her movements as carefully as she could, she kept playing with her lust-driven clitoris with frantic caresses that sent luscious sparks shooting through her succulent young cunt. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmmmm.
"Oooooh! AHHHH! OOOOOH! AHHHHH!" Howard was in the last throes of his struggle to contain himself. Emitting a combination of tortured grunts and gasps, he bit his lip and rolled his head around in a thoroughly tormented fashion. "OOOH! AHHHH! Oh, boy! Ahhhh! Oh, this is ... OOOOOH! Wow! AHHHHH! OOOOH! OOOOOH! AHHHHHH...."
Unable to fight it any longer, he suddenly grabbed Beverly's blonde head in both hands and, holding her prisoner, began pumping into her helpless mouth furiously!
"MMMMM.... MMMMMMM...." Beverly instinctively tried to resist although she quickly realized that she could not combat his greater strength.
Holding Beverly's head in a tight vise, Howard rammed back and forth in an almost brutal fashion. Totally out of control, he suddenly rose several inches off of the bed and sent his warm, milky semen rocketing full-force directly into Beverly's wide open mouth! The initial blast hit the roof of her mouth and splattered in all directions.
"MMMMM!" For a moment, Beverly was positive that she was going to choke to death on the thick masculine honey that filled her mouth to the brim. Her blonde head snapped back in a effort to escape, but Howard's steel-like grip would not permit it. Given no choice, she began struggling to get control of the situation, gulping down a heaping mouthful of hot cum and then another. "MMMMM...."
"AHHHHH!" Howard emitted a deeply satisfied exclamation of relief as his semen spurted into the young girl's receptive mouth. The initial blast was followed by a series of less voluminous jets, and he did not relax his firm grip on her head until the last trickle had oozed from his red-hot prick.
"Mmmmmm ... mmmmmmm...." As she got the situation under control, Beverly began relishing the strong virile taste of cum in her mouth and found herself swallowing it greedily. At the same time, her finger lewdly caressed her hotly swollen clitoris, teasing it beyond the point of endurance. "MMMMMM...." she moaned as she eagerly surrendered to the blissful convulsions of a manually-stimulated climax. "MMMMMM...."
CHAPTER TWO
"Oh, what a filthy thing to do," Thelma told herself over and over again as she listened to the perverse disclosures on the tape recording. As far as she was concerned, only a prostitute would take a man's penis in her mouth. And the idea of actually taking a man's sperm in the mouth was about as repugnant a thought as she could imagine! The whole idea was simply disgusting.
She didn't know whether she could stand to listen to the rest of the tape. But her curiosity got the best of her, and she began listening to the remainder. Once again her imagination filled in the details that were missing from the tape ...
"Just let it soak for a while in your mouth, honey!" Howard spoke in a reassuring voice.
"Mmmmmm!" Beverly sighed contentedly as she settled into a kneeling position between his bare legs with her blonde head resting on his lap.
As his prick began to go slack, the shapely young stewardess began working more and more of it between her lips and teeth. In a few moments, it had virtually disappeared into her mouth, with her soft, full lips brushing against his pubic hairs. Although she allowed it to soak for a few moments, permitting her to savor the taste of his lingering sperm, it wasn't long before she could not resist the temptation to start sucking it again.
"It won't take it long to get hard again!" Howard told her. "You'll see!"
Her cheeks drawn inward, Beverly sucked with audible slurping sounds that were designed to get the blood flowing in the right direction again. At the same time, she coiled one soft hand around the lower shaft of his burgeoning cock, and began gently pulling and stroking on it. The combination of sucking and stroking soon began to achieve their intended effect, and the sensuous young woman could feel her voluptuous cunt start to quiver and itch with anticipation. Her free hand began lingering over her pussy lips, stroking them and working a finger into the juicy slit.
"That's the way, that's the way!" Howard encouraged her. "I can't wait to get it into that pussy of yours!"
As the older man's cockmeat began to firm up solid in her busy mouth, Beverly pressed her finger against her twitching clitoris and began teasing it with gentle stabs. The highly sensitive membrane instantly reacted by throwing off sparks in all directions and swelling to almost twice its normal size. As a result, her body temperature quickly began to soar, and she started to feel hot and itchy all over. Her breasts became quite taut, so much so in fact that her nipples were almost painfully distended.
Clutching his swollen prick in the tight vise of her fingers, she suddenly withdrew her mouth and looked up at him with an imploring look on her face. "Please, I HAVE TO HAVE IT IN MY CUNT!" she burst out in a hoarse, strained voice. "PLEASE! I CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER!"
"Okay, okay!" Howard replied. "I'm as ready for it as you are!"
Reaching down, he began pulling her upward toward him. Still attired in her garter belt and dark nylon stockings, Beverly quickly crawled up on the bed and threw her shapely legs wantonly apart. Howard's eyes lit up as he caught sight of the vivid gash of pink cuntal meat nestled in the furry thicket of light blonde hair.
"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Beverly pleaded in a distraught voice. "Fuck me!"
Stretching out beside her with his right hand clutching her right breast in a firm grip, Howard leaned forward and sucked her brightly pink nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicking and slapping over it, he began sucking in a none-too-gentle manner.
"OOOOOH!" Beverly gasped, her back arching up sharply in the air. Her hand clawed outward until it came into contact with his bone-hard penis, which she grabbed and squeezed as hard as she could. "Fuck me, please! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" she kept repeating. "I want your meat in my cunt!
Please, please, fuck me! I can't wait a second longer!"
"Okay," Howard agreed, pushing her stocking-clad knees apart so that he could mount her.
Beverly would not relinquish her grip on his rock-hard organ as he moved into a kneeling position between her now spread-eagled legs, and rested astride her on his knees and forearms.
"Put it in me! Put it in me!" Beverly pleaded, arching her back upward to make herself all the more accessible to him. "I can't wait! Please!"
Guided by her clinging hand, Howard thrust forward until their sexual organs came into contact. His sleek cock-head slid between the plump outer folds and into the juicy interior and from there into the delectable pink tunnel. Once slotted on the right course, he drove forward with a powerful lunge that thrust his throbbing prick deep into the wet, clinging channel.
"OOOOOH!" Beverly gasped with relief and lustful pleasure as she felt the older man's red-hot meat wedging its way deep into her man-hungry cunt. "Oh, it feels so wonderful! Oooooh, my! Oh, it's so hard and so big! That's it, lie on top of me! I just love having a man lying on top of me!"
As Howard rested with his hotly throbbing cock thrust deep up inside her delectable tight box, Beverly hooked her stocking-clad legs around the back of his bare legs and wrapped her soft arms tightly around his back. Her exquisitely soft, satiny body felt incredibly hot and vibrant under him, and she kept pulling him down even closer to her. Her taut nipples were scraping against his hairy chest, making both of them shiver with pleasure. She was already wriggling her pelvis beneath him with undulating, sensuous thrusts from one side to the other.
"Fuck me, Howard! Fuck me!" Beverly pleaded in a coaxing voice, raising her plump hips up off the bed to tantalize him all the more. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! I really have to have it! After that blow job, I really have to have it in my emit!"
"Don't worry, honey, you're going to get fucked all right!" Howard promised. "Geez, you got a nice tight little cunt. I can really feel it squeezing me!"
Resting on top of her for a few more moments to thoroughly enjoy the clinging union of their hotly inflamed sexual organs, Howard drew back slightly and began pumping with regular but definitely controlled thrusts. As his rock-hard and hotly throbbing cock slid back and forth inside the tight channel, Beverly's foaming pussy juice lubricated it with warm, impulsive gushes that left it as slick as grease. She instantly responded to his rhythmic thrusts by rolling her curvaceous bottom around under him as if it were equipped with ball bearings, thrusting and working with sensuous movements that seemed perfectly timed. Their pelvises became glued together as his weight continually pressed down against her vibrant young body.
"Oooooh! Oooooh, my!" Beverly exclaimed between pleased gasps. "Ooooh, keep doing it ... It's heaven! Oh, your prick feels so wonderful in me! I love to have it all the way in me--Ooooooh!"
Beverly began raising her buttocks off the bed, challenging her masculine partner to thrust in a more vigorous fashion. Her long fingernails began digging and scraping into his bare back, while her stockinged legs hugged him even more tightly to her. The voluptuous young stewardess was already becoming quite breathless, and her magnificent breasts were rising visibly as she struggled to get more air into her lungs. Warm gushes of feminine dew kept his cock soaking wet and caused squishing sounds that were lewdly audible.
The two of them worked in unison to achieve the maximum pleasure, their bodies thrusting and slipping and sliding with instinctive movements. Howard's cock was iron hard and pounding wildly, although his prior climax assured him of much more self-control. At the same time, Beverly's cunt was hot and twitching feverishly, and each thrust into it caused highly pleasant little spasms along her vaginal walls. Her lust-swollen clitoris was fully distended and was doing its best to scrape against his thrusting ramrod, and each contact sent a fresh burst of hot shivers racing through her body. Her supply of juicy, aromatic feminine honey seemed totally limitless as one fresh cloudburst followed another.
"OOOOOH, wow, this is just beautiful!" Beverly exclaimed in a radiant voice. "Ooooooh! Oh, your prick feels so hard in me! I just love having all that meat between my legs!"
"That's some little box you got down there, honey!" Howard told her. "Really tight and juicy at the same time."
"Oh, I wish you'd fuck me harder!" Beverly lamented, arching her back invitingly and throwing her blonde head back on the bed. She lifted her feet momentarily and then hooked them all the more tightly around him. "Come on! My cunt's on fire! Please, you're just teasing me!"
Howard gradually began accelerating the tempo, forcing her buxom hips down against the bed each time he slammed forward. Pinned beneath his muscular masculine body, Beverly wriggled and twisted with graceful, cat-like movements that were designed to tantalize him all the more. His greater weight made her feel delightfully helpless and feminine beneath him. The tension in her swollen clitoris was becoming all the more tormenting, and she kept lifting herself up to push it against his gliding masculine battering ram.
Both of them were becoming quite breathless as they wrestled heatedly on the bed, their sexual organs functioning together like two well-oiled pieces of machinery. Howard's lust-bloated prick was throbbing more and more feverishly as it repeatedly slid back and forth in the exquisite wet and tight feminine tunnel, probing to the nether depths with each forward thrust. Beverly was starting to lift her rotund bottom higher and higher off the bed, forcing him to dominate her with powerful thrusts that pressed her squirming body back down against the bed Hotly burning and itching sensations were racing through her vaginal tract, giving her no choice but to carry on in a progressively more and more abandoned manner.
Beverly's hands worked farther and farther down his back, until her long fingernails began to scrape and dig into his bare hips. The spur-like effect made him pump with more vigorous, spasmodic thrusts that sent his turgid penis plunging deep into her delectable cunt-hole. Feminine dew kept bubbling up from its secret reservoirs, continually bathing and lubricating his pounding cockmeat with its hot oils.
"Am I doing what you want?" Beverly suddenly asked in a concerned voice. "Tell me if there's something more you want me to do! Tell me!"
"You're doing great, honey!" Howard told her in a reassuring voice. "Just keep shaking that cute little ass of yours around and we're going to make it together, you'll see!"
Drawing back until just the tip of his oversize cock-head was inside her bubbling pussy before thrusting forward, Howard kept gradually stepping up the pace. Beverly expertly kept up with him, repeatedly arching her back and lifting her spankable bottom higher and higher in the air. As each forward thrust forced her back down against the top of the bed, she ground her hips around in a manner that would have brought a gleam of envy to the eye of many a burlesque dancer. Both of them could feel her man-hungry cunt snapping and grabbing at his deeply penetrating pleasure cock, as if trying to suck it all the way inside her.
Howard's prick was starting to feel like a red-hot poker, and he had to concentrate to hold himself back. At the same time, however, Beverly was making no attempt to hold herself in check, and her emotions were starting to run riot as her eager young body experienced the rich variety of lustful pleasures that he was providing her. Her twitching love bud felt as if it were going to bust into flame at any moment. Hot, delicious sparks from the highly sensitive nerves along her vaginal canal were sending electric charges through her entire nervous system, and she found herself dizzily careening toward a powerful orgasm in a totally uncontrolled fashion.
"OOOOOOH! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! I'M GOING CRAZY!" Beverly huskily pleaded in a totally distraught voice.
"HARDER! I HAVE TO HAVE IT! OOOOOH! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! PLEASE! HARDER! I JUST HAVE TO HAVE IT! MY CUNT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY!"
"OKAY, OKAY!" Howard agreed, getting: more and more turned on by the distraught young woman's passionate intensity.
Drawing back and pausing just long enough to suck in a deep breath, he began ramming back and forth with jackhammer-like thrusts that repeatedly drove his wildly pulsating prick into her overheated cunt-hole. Pinned beneath his rampaging masculine body, Beverly panted and gasped desperately as she struggled to match him stroke for stroke. Her clitoris twitched frantically as she sent hot, pungent feminine soup pouring over his thrusting member, making the going all the more slippery. Despite his powerful efforts to force her down, the comely stewardess determinedly kept lifting her plump hips high in the air in a provocatively challenging fashion.
"HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! HURT ME! I HAVE TO HAVE IT!" Beverly demanded in a hoarse voice that was close to being unintelligible. "HARDER! I HAVE TO HAVE IT! HARDER! PLEASE! PLEASE! I'M GOING OUT OF MY MIND! HARDER!"
Her fingernails were clawing into his bare hips and her nylon-clad legs were squeezing him in a tight bear hug. The spasms in her man-hungry cunt were becoming more and more intense, and she could feel her entire body being completely swept away with lustful arousal. Her almost painfully taut nipples were scraping against his hair chest, sending powerful jolts of electricity through her breasts.
"HARDER! HURT ME WITH YOUR PRICK! MAKE IT HURT! PUNISH ME!" Beverly pleaded with rising hysteria. "HARDER! HARDER! I HAVE TO HAVE IT! CUM INSIDE ME! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! OOOOOH! I'M GOING CRAZY! OOOOOH.... AH! OOOOOH! MORE! MORE!"
The two of them wrestled wildly on the bed as Howard stepped up the tempo even more. Time after time he drew back until just the tip of his frantically pulsating harpoon was inside her drooling cunt and then slammed forward with all his might. The ramming, slamming thrusts nearly crushed her velvet smooth young body under him, and Beverly found herself holding on for dear life. The conflagration inside her scalding hot cunt was becoming nearly unbearable, and the exquisitely tormented young woman found herself on the verge of a shattering orgasm.
"OOOOOH! AHHHHH! I'M GOING TO CUM! OOOOOH!" Beverly cried out in an exultant voice "OOOOOH ... OOOOH! AHHHHH! HARDER! OOOOOH.... AHHHHHH.... OOOOOH! HARDER! OH, MY.... OOOOOH.... AHHHHH.... OOOOH ... AHHHHH...."
With the wildly panting young woman beneath him racing dizzily toward her climax, Howard lost all self-control. Rearing back like an angry stallion, he lunged forward with all the strength he could muster and suddenly his lust-swollen cock exploded like a cannon! Hot, powerful streams of viscous semen jetted into the shapely stewardess' eagerly receptive cunt, with one surge after another following the initial blast. His entire weight came crashing down on top of her, forcing nearly all of the remaining air out of her lungs.
"OOOOOHHHHH...." Beverly let forth a prolonged, high-pitched scream as tempestuous orgasmic spasms suddenly began tearing through her vaginal walls.
Her lust-tormented clitoris gave way to frantic, uncontrollable convulsions, during the course of which streams of pussy juice gushed from her plump labia. Her back arched high up off the bed and she squeezed just as tightly as she could with her stocking-clad legs.
"OOOOOH ... AHHHHH ... OOOOOH ... OOOOOH ... WHAT A FUCK! OOOOOH ... I CAN'T BELIEVE IT ... OOOOOH ... WOW...."
CHAPTER THREE
At first, Thelma was strongly tempted to confront her husband with the tape recording. But she decided that it might be better to hold it in reserve when, some day, she consulted a divorce lawyer. Moreover, an event soon occurred that caused her to completely forget about the tape for the time being.
One afternoon when she had just returned from a shopping trip, the telephone rang unexpectedly.
"This is Mr. Gole, the manager at the Upper Drive Shopping Center," an impersonal masculine voice at the other end of the line informed her. "It's imperative for you to see me at once!"
Thelma's heart instantly began pounding and her stomach did several flip-flops. They found out, she told herself with a sinking feeling. Oh, no! For several years, she had been reducing her household expenses by discreetly shoplifting items from the shopping center where she frequently shopped several times a week.
"You mean right away?" she spoke in a faltering voice, after several moments of stunned silence.
"Right away!" Mr. Cole responded. "I'm sure you know what I'm calling about," he quietly added before abruptly hanging up.
Thelma's mind was reeling. For a moment, she was tempted to flee although she realized that that was out of the question. There was no choice but to face her accuser and see what happened. The attractive housewife was so upset that she nearly ran two stop lights on the way to the nearby shopping center.
It took her several minutes to find the manager's office, and she was shaking like a leaf when at last she was escorted into his private office. Mr. Cole did not bother to rise from his comfortable seat, and merely glanced up momentarily from some papers he was reviewing. He was a dark-haired man who appeared to be in his late thirties, and his manner appeared quite severe.
"We've had the store security people watching you for some time!" he spoke quietly.
Thelma felt her knees go weak under her, and for a moment she was afraid she was going to faint. She wanted to say something but her tongue seemed to be tied.
"I'm prepared to sign a complaint against you!" Mr. Cole went on.
"Oh, no, please, I'll ... I'll make it up. I'll pay you back!" Thelma stammered in a halting voice. "Please, give me a chance. I've never been in trouble before."
Mr. Cole gave her a quick once-over, his observant eyes quickly discerning the shapely figure that was displayed by her form fitting orange knit dress. Although she had no way of knowing it, Thelma of course was by no means the first female shoplifter he had confronted, and he had worked out his own ways of dealing with such cases!
"The management of the store has given me a certain discretion in these cases," he said. "For example, a hardship case might require some sympathy. But I'm afraid I can't feel too sympathetic with you."
"I'll pay you back. Honestly, I will!" Thelma spoke in a highly agitated voice. "Please, just give me a chance!"
Mr. Cole shook his head. "A woman in your position can't expect to do this and get away with it," he said. "It just isn't right. No, you'll have to be punished in some way or otherwise you'll keep doing it. Don't you agree?"
Thelma was finding it almost impossible to think clearly. "I ... I suppose so," she lamely agreed. "But sending me to jail...." her voice trailed off desperately.
Mr. Cole nodded understandingly. "Jail would be very severe," he agreed. "What you need is something less severe but still quite effective. Have you ever heard of spanking?"
"Spanking?" Thelma found her mind going almost completely blank. What in the world was he talking about?
"Some shoplifters prefer to submit to an old-fashioned spanking rather than be prosecuted!" Mr. Cole explained, his tone of voice indicating that he seemed to think that that was the most ordinary thing in the world.
Thelma was completely flabbergasted by what he seemed to be saying. "Spanking?" she repeated. "You don't think I would...." she sputtered. "Why, I'm thirty years old!"
Mr. Cole seemed totally unimpressed. "Even older women have gone through it," he replied. "It's up to you, of course. The alternative is to be prosecuted. Your name will be in the paper!"
Thelma gulped hard and tried to think. "Let me understand what you're saying," she spoke in a stammering voice. "Are you saying that you would...." she paused and could barely bring herself to utter the next word...."spank me? But where, I mean...." She knew her face was beet red.
"There's a soundproof room right there!" he said, pointing to a door behind his desk. "It'll take just a few minutes."
Thelma was trying to gather her thoughts as best she could under the circumstances. "And you're saying it would all be straightened out if I...."
Mr. Cole nodded quite convincingly. "That would be the end of it," he told her.
There was no choice but to swallow her pride and go through with it, Thelma told herself. "All right!" she heard herself saying in a tiny voice. Blushingly, she lowered her eyes to the floor and didn't dare raise them.
Mr. Cole immediately arose and stepped over to the door that led to the soundproof room. "This way!" he told her, opening the door.
Taking tiny steps in a futile effort to stall off the inevitable, Thelma slowly walked past him into the room. Even in her perturbed state, she was quick to discern that the room had been set aside for apparently just one purpose. The only piece of furniture in it was a heavy wooden, armless chair placed directly in the center of the room. It reminded her of an electric chair.
"This way, Thelma!" Mr. Cole spoke in a quite pleasant voice as he took her by the arm.
She wanted to hang back but didn't dare. Her heart was pounding like a jackhammer and she was becoming clammy with fear. She became even more horrified when she realized that he had really not explained in detail what he intended to do!
"Do I have to bend over that chair or what?" she nervously asked.
"Oh, no, I'm going to sit on the chair and take you over my knees!" Mr. Cole replied. "It'll be just a regular old-fashioned spanking, Thelma!"
"Over your knees!" Thelma exclaimed in an incredulous voice. "Don't you think I'm a little too old for that?"
"Not at all!" he replied, seating himself on the stout chair.
Without further ado, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her face down over his lap!
"OOOOOH!" Thelma screamed with surprise and alarm as she suddenly found herself in that humiliating position over the store manager's knees. Realizing that her fashionable short dress had ridden up, she hastily grabbed at it to try to yank it back down.
Mr. Cole looked at the struggling woman across his lap and liked what he saw. Her form-fitting orange knit dress outlined a pair of very spankable hips, buxom and full but not overweight. Her dark brown stockings enhanced her shapely legs, which at the moment were waving rather uncertainly in the air.
"Hold still!" he directed, grabbing her right arm and twisting it behind her back to bring her under control.
"Oh, don't, you're hurting me!" Thelma protested, a grimace coming over her hotly flushed face. She tried to look back over her shoulder to communicate with him.
"Hold still!" Mr. Cole repeated. "It'll take a few moments for me to get you ready!"
"Get me ready?" Thelma cried out in a horrified voice. "What in the world are you talking about?"
Mr. Cole did not reply. Instead, he calmly grasped the hem of Thelma's brightly colored dress and began pulling it upward!
"EEEEK!" Thelma emitted an ear-piercing scream and nearly fainted when she realized what he was doing. "OH, NO, DON'T YOU DARE! STOP!" she protested, wildly thrashing about in a manner designed to defend herself.
Easily holding his horrified victim with her wrist pressed tightly against the small of her back, Mr. Cole proceeded to pull her dress up. The results by far exceeded his expectations. First into view came the two darker bands of her clinging brown nylon stockings, followed by garter belt clips and milk-white thighs. Her black garter belt suspenders contrasted vividly with her carnation-white flesh, and the appealing view was more than enough to inspire a throbbing erection.
"OH, NO, DON'T YOU DARE! DON'T YOU DARE! STOP IT, OH, HOW AWFUL!" Thelma screamed at her tormentor. It was hard to believe that something so indecent was actually happening to her! "STOP IT! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THIS TO ME! STOP IT, I MEAN IT!"
Despite her struggles and outraged screams, Mr. Cole kept working her dress up to reveal more and more of her fascinating body. Within moments her black panties, trimmed at the legs with white lace, came into view. The figure-hugging garment fit her beautifully rounded buttocks like a glove, but could barely contain them. In fact, the lower slopes of each cheek were peeking out saucily, revealing pink-white flesh that was quivering quite invitingly.
"PULL MY DRESS DOWN!" Thelma shrieked at the top of her lungs when she realized that even her panties were exposed. The modest housewife had never felt so humiliated in her entire life! "OH, THIS IS JUST DREADFUL! I'VE NEVER BEEN TREATED THIS WAY IN MY LIFE!"
She tried to wrestle free of his grip, but her efforts only caused painful pressure on her wrist. Instead, she had to resort to kicking her nylon-clad legs wildly back and forth, thereby unintentionally creating an even more stimulating effect on her disciplinarian. Ignoring her outraged comments, Mr. Cole carefully arranged her dress above her panties and paused for a long moment to survey the enticing combination of plump feminine buttocks adorned by black panties and shapely legs enhanced by dark brown nylons held up tautly by a black garter belt. The inspiring sight made his rigid prick pound all the more furiously.
"Oh, I'll get even with you for this!" Thelma muttered between clenched teeth. Tears of humiliation welled in her eyes as she glanced over her shoulder and saw how immodestly she was exposed. "You can't get by with something like this!"
Pausing for a moment for dramatic effect, Mr. Cole boldly slipped his hand into the elastic waistband of her black panties, his knuckles brushing against her silky smooth feminine flesh! He was fully prepared for the explosion that followed.
"OOOOOH!" Thelma shrieked with unspeakable horror at the indecent assault. He wouldn't dare do such a thing to her! "OH, DON'T YOU DARE! DON'T YOU DARE! STOP! STOP THIS INSTANT! STOP! OH, YOU FIEND!"
Thoroughly enjoying the humiliation he was inflicting on the aristocratic woman, Mr. Cole slowly peeled her panties down as if he were unwrapping a Christmas present. His reward was even greater than he had anticipated. Her voluptuous buttocks were perfectly sculptured, the two pink-white mounds of delicate, satiny feminine flesh forming a pair of lush, quivering hemispheres. Her bottom was big, but not too big, and beautifully suited for what he had in mind.
"DON'T YOU DARE TAKE THEM DOWN! STOP!" Thelma continued to scream although the deed was done. "OH, THIS IS THE MOST HUMILIATING THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME! I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS! NEVER!" Tears of shame were trickling down her hotly blushing cheeks. And she was outraged to think that her completely bare bottom was horribly vulnerable and defenseless, and nakedly exposed to the eyes of this complete stranger.
Mr. Cole carefully pulled the wretched woman's panties down below the tops of her dark brown stockings. Framed by her garter belt and nylon hose, her quivering and flexing buttocks made a perfect target for discipline. She was desperately holding her shapely legs very tightly together, but he could see the shadow of fine crop of luxuriantly brunette pubic hair.
"OH, THIS IS HORRIBLE!" Thelma continued to express her indignation in no uncertain terms. Twisting like a worm on his lap, the brunette housewife took a quick look back over her shoulder and nearly swooned at the sight of her plump buttocks sticking up obscenely naked! "OOOOOH ... OH, THIS IS TERRIBLE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HUMILIATING THIS IS? OH, THIS IS JUST DREADFUL!"
Sizing up the voluptuous target carefully, Mr. Cole raised his right hand in the air and took careful aim. SMACK! His open palm landed squarely across the crevice of Thelma's bare buttocks, momentarily flattening both plump cheeks.
"YEOWWW!" Thelma shrieked with pain and surprise as his sturdy palm landed right on target. Her brunette head snapped back to reveal a pained grimace on her face, and her shapely legs swung reflexively back and forth. The totally inexperienced woman had never dreamed that it would sting like that! "OWWWWW!"
Mr. Cole let his hand rest right where it had landed, his palm and fingers enjoying the velvety smooth feminine flesh.
"OH, TAKE YOUR HAND OFF OF ME!" Thelma screamed at him. Nothing could be more humiliating than having a stranger's bare masculine palm resting familiarly right on her bare bottom! "TAKE YOUR HAND OFF OF ME!"
Mr. Cole was more than willing to oblige. Lifting his hand in the air, he aimed the second swat at the writhing woman's right buttock. SPLAT!
"OWWWW!" Thelma screamed as his sturdy hand flattened her tender ass-cheek and felt as if it were going to slam right through it. Once again her brunette head snapped back and her legs swung as if being pulled on strings. The pain brought tears to her eyes, but at the moment at least the unbearable humiliation was much greater than the physical discomfort. "STOP IT! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THIS TO ME! YOU TRICKED ME!"
"You have only your own foolishness to blame, my dear!" Mr. Cole laconically informed the irate woman. Lifting his hand, he took aim at the opposite cheek.
SMACK! Mr. Cole's rough masculine palm crashed down hard against Thelma's left ass-cheek, sending rippling flesh reverberating in both directions.
"OWWWW! OH, YOU BEAST!" Thelma yelled. "STOP IT! OH, THIS IS JUST AWFUL!" She instinctively twisted in various directions in an effort to avoid the painful blows, but he was much the stronger of the two and easily held her in position over his lap. "I'LL GET EVEN WITH YOU FOR THIS!"
Smack! Splat! Whack! Mr. Cole brought his open palm down repeatedly on Thelma's buxom, satiny soft buttocks, aiming each blow carefully but following no particular pattern. Each resounding whack produced a loud scream of pain from the miserable housewife, who repeatedly bucked up across his lap with her brunette hair tossing in various directions and her nylon-clad legs swinging merrily back and forth. Her spaciously curved bottom quickly became a bright red on both sides, and the hot, prickling flesh continually kept flexing and puckering in anxious expectation of future mistreatment. Smack! Splat! Whack!
"Owwww! Oooooh, no! Stop! It hurts! That's enough! Owwww! Ooooh, no! Owwww!" Tears clouding her vision, Thelma howled and pleaded as the painful and humiliating spanks left her buttocks burning with a deeply penetrating heat. "Owwww! Stop it! This is dreadful! Ooooh, no! Please, it hurts too much! A woman is tender ... Owwww! Oh, this is horrible! Owwww! Oooooh, noo! Owwwww!"
"Just remember why you're being spanked!" Mr. Cole reminded her.
Whack! Splat! Smack! As the repeated blows to her highly sensitive posterior became more and more painful, the miserable woman no longer worried about safeguarding her modesty. She frantically began kicking her shapely legs hard and wide, revealing her lush brunette bush and vivid coral cuntal lips to her assailant. Sobbing and breathless, she was all too aware of how much she was exposing herself, and was absolutely convinced that she was simply going to die of shame! Whack! Splat! Smack!
"Owwww! Oooooh! Oh, this is horrible! I'm suffering! Ouch! Owwww!" Thelma's pained outcries became more and more intense. "Ouch! Owwww! Oooooohh! Please! Stop! That's enough! Owwww! I've learned my lesson! Owwwww! Oh, this is awful! Ouch! Owwwww! Stop, please!"
Smack! Splat! Whack! Smack! Mr. Cole's eyes were feasting on the lewd display that Thelma was involuntarily providing him, and his blood-engorged cock was starting to ache with lustful intent. He was confident that she would soon prefer a much less painful form of punishment, and continued applying his open palm with ringing whacks that landed first on one side and then the other. Whack! Smack! Smack! Splat! Whack!
"Owwwww! Please! Oooooh! Oh, this is just dreadful! Owwww! OOOOOH! OWWWWW!" Thelma found herself becoming quite carried away. "OWWWWW! OUCH! OWWWWW! OH, STOP, I CAN'T STAND IT ANY MORE!"
To her complete dismay, the suffering and humiliated housewife started to realize that the burning heat and shame caused by the spanking was having a thoroughly stimulating effect on her! Her clitoris had swollen to the point where it felt as if it were about to burst, and gushes of slippery pussy juice were dripping between the legs! She had never been that aroused before, not even on her honeymoon.
What's the matter with me? I can't understand it. I must be crazy! Oh, my clit is starting to drive me insane! I'm going to have to do something about it! Good Lord, I never dreamed I'd go for something like this!
Smack! Splat! Smack! Mr. Cole continued applying his meaty hand right where it would hurt most. Kicking her stockinged legs wildly back and forth, Thelma frantically tossed about on his lap. Becoming aware of the erection that was forcing a firm tent in his slacks, the wretched woman found herself becoming even more aroused! Smack! Splat! Whack! Smack!
"Owwwww! Please! Please, stop! Owwwww! Please!" Thelma tearfully begged for mercy. "OOOOH! OWWWWW! OOOOH! OOOOOH! CAN'T YOU PUNISH ME SOME OTHER WAY?"
Why did I say that? I can't help myself! I can't stand this pain. I have to do something! Oh, I never dreamed I'd be into something like this!
Mr. Cole was waiting for the opportunity. "Of course!" he told her, his hand abruptly stopping in the middle of another blow. Instead, he brought it down gently with his extended middle finger probing directly into her wet furrow!
"OOOOOH!" Thelma screamed with a mixture of indignation and arousal as his finger separated her cuntal groove and explored the interior. "OOOOOH!"
"My, aren't we wet?" Mr. Cole tormented the highly agitated woman. "From the looks of things, you're going to need a lot more in there than my finger!"
As he spoke, his exploring finger pressed against her swollen clitoris, sending salacious Shockwaves surging throughout her entire body!
"OOOOOOH!" Thelma shrieked. She was torn between a furious desire to resist and to surrender, and was totally dumbfounded by the fact that she was so sexually excited by a man she despised so much. His roaming finger was sending her body temperature into orbit, and she was thoroughly ashamed of the quantities of pussy juice that were bubbling up so enthusiastically, but she was utterly helpless and could do nothing to gain control of her traitorous body.
"You have a marvelous cunt, my dear!" Mr. Cole informed the sobbing woman.
"Oh, how can you talk like that?" Thelma protested indignantly. "Oh, I'm so ashamed I could die!" A fresh wave of sobs overcame her.
"Let's get these panties all the way off, Thelma!" Mr. Cole told her. "And then we'll see if we can't solve your problem for you!"
He quickly peeled the weeping woman's panties down to her ankles, paused to remove her high heeled shoes, and then finished removing her panties. Instead of tossing them on the floor, however, he stuffed them into his pocket to provide himself with a souvenir of the occasion.
"Up on your feet!" he instructed, holding her dress up to the waist so that it would not fall down.
"What are you going to...." Thelma asked between sobs as she awkwardly got to her feet. She tried to push his hands away from her upraised dress, but could not put too much strength into it. Her clitoris was still bloated and itching furiously, and to her own dismay and discomfort she was practically ready to get down on her knees and beg for it.
"You'll see, you'll see!" Mr. Cole assured her. "Now bend over the back of the chair!" he instructed, getting to his feet and turning the chair around. "Come on!"
"No more spanking, please!" Thelma pleaded as she embarrassedly obeyed.
"Don't worry, your fanny is red enough!" Mr. Cole replied. The sight of the attractive brunette bent over the back of the chair with her bare and freshly spanked bottom sticking up higher than the rest of her body, and her shapely legs displayed in dark brown nylons, made his stiff and hotly throbbing penis twitch lewdly inside his pants.
Holding the seat of the chair with both hands, Thelma could not hold still for a moment. Anticipatory contractions were shooting through her cuntal walls, making her squirm and twist with sensuous movements, while at the same time foaming quantities of hot, sticky pussy juice were oozing through her labia and trickling down the insides of her thighs. The entire area felt almost unbelievably hot.
I must be losing my mind or something, the tormented woman thought to herself. I've never felt so cock-hungry in my life! I'd do anything to get it inside me! I'll never be able to look anyone in the eye again!
An expectant smile on his face, Mr. Cole proceeded to unzip his fly, reached into his undershorts, and hauled out his red-crested and stiffly erect prick. Thelma told herself not to look, but her ever-present curiosity got the better of her. The first glance made her nearly swoon! Capped by an absolutely enormous glans, his purplish, blood-swollen harpoon measured a full nine inches from tip to stern and was as thick as an oversize sausage!
"Oooooh!" Thelma could not restrain the admiring gasp that escaped through her lips. At the same time, her pussy began to twitch all the more restlessly at the prospect of having all that hard meat inside.
Well aware of the effect he was having on his attractive victim, Mr. Cole stood directly in front of her with his erection jutting lewdly outward.
"Perhaps you'd like to hold it in your mouth for a while?" he suggested.
"OH, WHAT A FILTHY IDEA!" Thelma burst out, twisting her head out of the way at the revolting suggestion. "OH, HOW CAN YOU...." her voice trailed off. Yet, at the same time, at the back of her mind there was a barely conscious notion that she would really like to try it some time. The idea made her feel all the more guilty and ashamed.
Mr. Cole enjoyed a hearty laugh at his victim's puritanical reaction. "You ought to consider yourself lucky to be allowed to chew on something like that!" he told her.
"OOOOOH...." Thelma was shocked at his crudeness to be able to think of a suitable reply.
Mr. Cole stepped around behind her back. "Spread your legs, honey!" he instructed.
Although it was humiliating to be bossed around like that, Thelma quickly obeyed. Her plump, still-red buttocks were twitching and flexing in anxious expectation of the impalement to come, and the nerve-ends in her vaginal canal were tingling at the prospect of coming into contact with sleek manmeat. Her lust-starved clitoris was bloated to the point that it was downright painful.
His eyes lighting up as his victim's bright pink and plump cuntal lips came into view, Mr. Cole quickly stepped forward and aimed the sleek crown of his wildly pulsating cock into the pink, wet furrow. Thelma's body tensed and then shuddered violently as male and female meat came into contact.
"Ooooooooh!" Closing her eyes and gripping the seat of the chair, Thelma tried to prepare herself for the harpooning to follow. The fact that a virtual stranger was about to violate her in that bizarre position, for some reason, seemed to make it all the more thrilling.
"Now just relax, Thelma, and I'll give you what that cunt of yours is just drooling to get! Mr. Cole told her.
Resting his hands on her hips, he pressed the tip of his lust-swollen member between the two slippery outer folds of her cunt, pushing them apart and poking into the lushly wet interior. His oversize cock-head slid between the inner labia and entered her vaginal tunnel.
"Ahhhhh! Ooooooh!" Thelma could not restrain herself as she felt her sex-hungry pussy being dilated by his powerful harpoon. "Oooooh! Ahhhhh!"
Mr. Cole was in no hurry. As one gush after another of warm, oily pussy juice washed over his intruding prick, he penetrated slowly. Bent far over the back of the chair, Thelma twisted and squirmed like a snake as she felt his thick hunk of meat burrowing into her eagerly awaiting cunt-hole. Each thrust forward sent shivers racing through her body, and she was so hot that she felt like yanking her clothes off.
"Ooooh! Ooooh, my! Ahhhh!" she repeatedly gasped in a husky, breathless voice. "Ooooh! Ooooh! Ahhhh! Ooooooh, my!"
"Just let yourself go!" Mr. Cole told her. "You really need a good hard fuck and that's what you're going to get, I can assure you!"
As more and more wetly clinging cunt-meat surrounded his hotly throbbing tool, the salacious store manager drilled inward to the hilt and came to a halt with his turgidly throbbing cock nearly out of sight.
"There!" he announced. "That's what your cunt needs, isn't it?" he asked confidently.
"Y-y-yes!" Thelma admitted with an obvious stammer.
Although the young matron was thoroughly ashamed of herself, she could not deny that she was thrilled to the marrow of her bones by what was happening. Bolts of lightening were shooting through her cock-expanded cunt, spreading hot waves of pleasure in all directions. Her clitoris was in full bloom, swollen to the point where it felt as if it would burst at any moment. Her voluptuous breasts were becoming so taut that her brassiere felt decidedly uncomfortable.
"Oooooh! Ahhhh! Oooooh! Ooooooh!! " she gasped again and again although she was ashamed to let him know how excited she was. "Ooooooh! Ahhhhh! Ooooooh!"
Working her dress up over the waistband of her black garter belt, Mr. Cole grasped her narrow waist at each side with his hands. His firm grip gave Thelma a powerless feeling of being completely under his control, and she found herself thoroughly relishing the submissive role that was being thrust upon her. The muscles that controlled her vaginal tract began contracting inward with hungry sucking movements, as if trying to pull his thick sausage all the way inside her.
"Mmmmmm, that cunt of yours has a mind of its own!" Mr. Cole remarked.
Holding the helplessly excited woman firmly at the waist, he began thrusting back and forth in a deliberately controlled fashion. Tantalized by the thrusting masculine member, Thelma's hot cunt responded with voluminous squirts of feminine dew that thoroughly soaked the virile intruder. Unable to hold herself back, she twisted and thrust her hips with sensuous undulating movements. She was all too well aware of the fact that she had never behaved in such an uninhibited manner before.
"Oooooh! Ahhhhhh! It feels so wonderful!" she admitted. "I have to have it! Oooooh! It's so hard! So hard! Ooooooh! Ahhhhh! Ooooooh!"
With his pumping movements established, Mr. Cole permitted his hands to roam over her bent figure. Stroking the tops of her nylons, her sleek thighs, and playing with her garter belt, he pushed her dress up farther and worked his hands under her to cup her well-filled black brassiere. Feeling the two voluptuous mounds beneath the figure-defining garment, he began squeezing and kneading in a none-too-gentle fashion.
"OOOOOH! Ahhhhh! Oh, my! What are you doing?" Thelma cried out breathlessly. "Oooooh! Ooooooh! You're driving me crazy! Oh, your hands, please! Oooooh!"
"Jeez, you got great tits!" Mr. Cole lewdly remarked to his squirming victim.
Continually tormenting her with both hands, he gradually began thrusting at a faster pace. Time and again his elongated tool drove its way to the nether depths of the writhing woman's cunt. Thelma kept pace with him, wriggling and thrusting her plump hips from side to side while employing her pelvic muscles to achieve a suction effect. She never realized that she had so much pussy juice inside her. It seemed to be pouring out in gallons, totally soaking his prick and spilling out of the lips of her defenselessly quivering pussy.
Oh, I've never been so aroused before, she told herself with considerable dismay. I can't believe that I'd be carrying on like this! It's shameful but I simply can't help myself!
Mr. Cole kept pushing her dress up until it was hanging down nearly over her head, leaving the black straps of her brassiere standing out against her white flesh. Without missing a stroke, he undid the clasp in the middle of her back and pulled the cups free of her pendulous breasts. His hands quickly surrounded the two voluptuous, 39-inch mounds, squeezing them in a rough manner and twisting them in all directions.
"OWWW! Oooooh! AHHHH!" Thelma cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure as he manhandled her melony breasts. She thought she would faint each time his fingers brushed against her taut nipples. "OOOOOH! AHHHHH! Oooooh! Ahhhh! Ouch! Oooooh!"
"You love it and you know it!" Mr. Cole tormented his writhing victim. "Don't you?"
"Y-yes!" Thelma shamefully admitted with some difficulty. "Oooh! Ahhhh! Owwww! Ahhhhhh!"
Draped over the shapely brunette's bent-down figure Mr. Cole kept thrusting his impaling red-hot poker back and forth inside her drooling cunt while simultaneously fondling her voluptuous breasts in a lewd, rough manner. Although at times it was downright painful, Thelma found the new experience wildly stimulating and exhilarating. Her entire body seemed to come alive with rich, vibrant feelings that she had been totally unaware of before. Electric-like shocks kept emanating from her lust-driven clitoris, sending wave after wave of sensuous enjoyment racing through her nervous system.
Thelma could scarcely believe that it was all happening to her. It seemed quite impossible that she could be enjoying such raw, rough sex! Although she was too worked up to analyze it at the moment, she realized that the humiliation and the pain of the spanking had unleashed passions that she hadn't known herself capable of. I'll never be the same after this, she thought to herself.
Thrusting repeatedly back and forth in the shapely brunette's pink tunnel, Mr. Cole's madly pulsating organ built up a raging fire in Thelma's sex-starved cunt. Instinctively she was constricting her vaginal walls, sucking and grabbing at the masculine invader, trying to pull it farther and farther inside her. The nerve ends along her vaginal canal had become raw from the friction, and each thrust produced violent shudders. Her supply of drooling pussy juice seemed totally unending.
Her voluptuous breasts felt like two hot, glowing coals. His hands never quit tormenting them for an instant. Squeezing, grabbing, twisting, pulling and generally abusing them, he quickly worked her into a frenzy of discomfort and lustful arousal. Totally breathless and nearly sobbing in a distraught manner, she tried to pull his abusive hands away from her but did not really want to succeed.
"OH, YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY!" she finally screamed at him. "PLEASE, FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER! FUCK ME! REALLY PUT IT TO ME! PLEASE!"
"You really have to have it, don't you?
You're a real bitch in heat!" Mr. Cole tormented his hapless victim.
"OOOOOH!" Thelma tried to ignore his cutting remarks. "PLEASE, I'M IN SUCH A STATE! I NEED HELP! OOOOH, THIS IS JUST AWFUL! I'VE NEVER FELT THIS WAY BEFORE!"
"You're going to get help all right!" Mr. Cole promised with an amused laugh.
"HARDER! HARDER! PLEASE, DON'T MAKE ME BEG FOR IT! OH, I'M SO ASHAMED! OH, THIS IS JUST DREADFUL!" Thelma's voice mixed self-pity, pleading and deep sexual arousal. "OOOOH! OUCH! OH, YOU'RE HURTING ME! PLEASE! OOOOH! OWWWWWW! AHHHH! OOOOH! MY BREASTS, MY PUSSY ... OOOH! AHHHH! OOOOH!"
Although he was still holding himself back, Mr. Cole stepped up the cadence. His thrusts were firm and hard, relentlessly drilling his turgid cock deep into her helplessly yielding cunt-hole before drawing back until just the crown was inside. Each thrust produced a loud gasp from the panting woman, who kept undulating her buxom posterior in all directions to get the most out of each stroke. Her cuntal contractions were becoming more severe and forceful, and at times she squeezed his masculine harpoon in an almost painful vise.
"MORE! KEEP DOING IT! OOOH, MY! OOOOH!" Thelma was too beside herself to think about what she was saying. The words spilled out automatically, at times making very little sense. "OOOOH! HARDER! OH, THIS IS ... OOOOH ... MY CUNT IS DRIVING ME OUT OF MY MIND! DO SOMETHING! OOOOH! A WOMAN CAN ONLY STAND SO MUCH OF THIS! OOOOH! AHHHH! OUCH! OOOH! THIS IS ... OOOOH...."
"So a woman can only stand so much, huh?" Mr. Cole asked in a belligerent voice. "Well, we'll see how much you can stand!"
Squeezing his writhing victim's voluptuous breasts as hard as he could, he began pumping as furiously as possible. His powerful, virile thrusts forced Thelma up on tiptoes and at times lifted her feet right off the floor. Sagging precariously over the back of the chair and doubly tormented by his almost brutal hands and jackhammer-like thrusts, Thelma found herself in heaven and hell at the same time. Her cunt was burning like an out-of-control forest fire, and her bloated clitoris felt on the verge of exploding.
"OOOOH! AHHHH! AHHHH! I'M GOING TO CUM! OOOOH! OOOOOH, MY! I LOVE ... OOOOH!" Thelma's voice was hysterical and her words were much less intelligible than they appear in print. "OOOOOH! HARDER! HARDER! HARDER! OOOH! MY CUNT, MY CUNT, MY CUNT ... OOOOH! I CAN'T BELIEVE ... OOOOH! AHHHH! ... OOOOH! OH, MY! OOOOH...."
Mr. Cole continued to manhandle her tormented body in a sadistic fashion. His blood-filled, aching prick repeatedly jammed its way to her cervix, dilating her hotly drooling pussy. His fingers began pinching her taut nipples in a deliberately cruel manner, causing her pain and ecstasy at the same time.
"OOOH ... AHHHH ... OOOOH! I'M GOING TO CUM! AHHHH ... OOOOH ... OWWW! IT HURTS BUT I LOVE ... OOOOH ... AHHHH ... OOOOH...." Thelma was on the verge of a volcanic eruption. "OOOOH ... AHHHHK ... OWWW ... THIS IS TOO ... OOOOH! I'M GOING TO ... OOOOH ... AHHHHH...."
Maintaining his brutal grip on her, Mr. Cole slammed his red-hot prick into her with all the strength he could summon up and exploded like a howitzer! An artillery barrage of thick, hot masculine cream suddenly blasted the interior of Thelma's overheated cunt, mixing with her swirling pussy cream in a wild celebration of lustful pleasure. The powerful blasts sent her vaginal walls into convulsions, the spasms grabbing and sucking greedily on his exploding prick.
"OOOOOOH...." Thelma emitted a blood-curdling scream as she began experiencing a completely shattering, overpowering orgasm. For several moments, she nearly blacked out as the spasmic convulsions in her pussy and clitoris spread their voluptuous waves of raw, physical rapture through her wildly twitching body. "OOOOH ... AHHHH ... OOOOH!. . .
I can't believe it, I can't believe it, the inexperienced woman repeatedly told herself. I never dreamed it could be like this! This is heaven! I just can't believe it! I just can't believe it!
CHAPTER FOUR
Driving home from the shopping center afterwards, Thelma tried to collect her thoughts. The experience had been quite a revelation to the previously inexperienced woman. But she really didn't quite know where to go from there. Fortunately, her husband was away on a flight for a couple of days, and that would give her time to think.
The next day she found herself mentally re-living the episode with the sadistic store manager, going over it in every detail. To her surprise, she found herself with a strong urge to call him up and beg for a repeat performance! Instead, she contented herself by doing something that she hadn't done for fifteen years. Going to her bedroom, she stripped herself nude, lying down on the bed, and proceeded to masturbate with her fingers!
She felt more than a little silly doing something like that, but her clitoris was sorely in need of the solace that her fingers could provide. Her climax was nothing like that of the day before, but it provided her with the momentary relief that she needed. It was all so pleasant and relaxing that she repeated it the following day, and as she did so she pretended that she was once again closeted with Mr. Cole.
With her husband on the way home from the airport, the thought struck her that she just might provoke him into mistreating her in a similar fashion! In fact, it might be rather easy to do, she told herself. At least, she could try.
"What do you mean, you want to confess something?" Howard asked as she nervously entered his study that evening. "I'm working on my tax records."
He was more than a little surprised by her skimpy attire. She had removed her dress and was wearing an expensive black lace petticoat, which stood out vividly against her creamy white flesh. Along with it she was wearing a matching pair of black panties and brassiere, and sheer black nylons held up by a black garter belt. In addition, she had on black high-heeled strap sandals that arched her trim feet upward into a near ballerina-pose.
"Did you forget your dress? Or is that some new fashion?" he asked. What he did not realize was that Thelma would have liked to have appeared before him in even more brazen attire, but had lost her nerve.
"I want to confess something!" Thelma ignored his sarcasm. "I don't know, maybe I should get down on my knees to do it."
Howard looked annoyed. "What in the world are you talking about?" he asked.
Her voice dry and occasionally fading nearly to the point of inaudibility, Thelma haltingly confessed everything. She began by telling of her shoplifting capers and went on to admit that she had been caught and, with the greatest difficulty, admitted the bizarre punishment that she had accepted to escape prosecution. The only thing she omitted was a description of how thrilled she had been by the whole affair.
As might be expected, Howard was totally stunned by his wife's confession. At first, he thought she must have lost her mind and was simply making the whole thing up. But, observing her great agitation, he gradually realized that she was telling the truth.
"So you got spanked?" he asked in an irate voice. "Well, perhaps you need another spanking!"
Thelma gulped and felt her heart starting to pound all the more. She did not respond and kept her eyes lowered toward the floor.
"In fact, that's exactly what you're going to get!" Howard went on, rolling up his right sleeve. "Come here!"
Taking tiny steps, the slip-clad brunette walked over to her husband. Her jewel-like clitoris was already starting to flutter in anticipation of what was apparently going to transpire.
"I never heard of such behavior in my life!" Howard remarked as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her face down over his lap.
"Ooooh!" Thelma squealed with surprise as, all of a sudden, she found herself turned up over her husband's knees with her face a few inches from the carpet and her feet up off the floor.
"Hold still!" Howard demanded. "If he spanked you bare, I can too!"
Without further ado, he yanked back her black petticoat to reveal the tops of her black stockings, her garter belt clip and black straps, her creamy white thighs, and her well-filled black panties. For a moment, the dazzling combination of ivory flesh and black feminine undergarments almost blinded him, and his cock lurched excitedly in his pants and momentarily almost made him lose sight of his true objective.
Her eyes tightly closed and her fists clenched, Thelma could feel her anticipation mounting. Her heart was thumping and her stomach was churning, while gushes of warm pussy juice were foaming between her plump cuntal lips and matting her rich brunette pubic hair. She already felt quite breathless and her plump buttocks were starting to glow warmly with anticipation.
"Are you ever going to get it!" Howard threatened in an angry voice.
Quickly and decisively, he yanked her black panties down to expose her plump and trembling buttocks!
"Oooooh!" Thelma screamed instinctively at having her panties so rudely lowered by masculine hands.
Howard pulled the panties down below the expanded tops of her black stockings, and quickly lifted his right hand in the air. SMACK!
"Owwww!" Thelma shrieked as her husband's powerful hand crashed down across the crevice of her rotund posterior with a resounding smack.
"Hold still!" Howard demanded as her legs flew up and she automatically began to struggle.
WHACK! Howard applied another solid swat to his wife's broadly proportioned rump.
"Yeowwww!" Thelma squealed, a pained look appearing on her blushing face. "That hurts! Ooooh!"
SPLAT! Howard intended wasting no time about the task at hand. Noting with approval the reddish coloration that was already appearing on his wife's plump bottom, he went to work with quiet determination.
"Owwww! Please!" Thelma wailed, tears forming in her eyes and dripping down her cheeks. She tried to struggle but he was too strong for her. "Please, you're hurting me!"
Whack! Splat! Smack! Although he had never administered a spanking before, Howard quickly acquired the knack of setting a pair of plump feminine buttocks on fire. Snapping his wrist at exactly the last second, he applied his open palm vigorously to Thelma's highly reverberative rear-end, spreading the spanks around to achieve the maximum effect. In no time, Thelma was screaming and kicking her nylon-clad legs prettily back and forth.
"Ouch! Owwww! Ouch! Please! Owww! That hurts!" the shapely brunette howled as she thrashed about wildly on her husband's lap. "Owww! Ooooh! That hurts, please, stop! Owww! Ouch! Ooooh, no!! Ouch! That's enough!"
Despite her outcries, however, the aphrodisiacal effect of the spanking was already beginning to work its magic on her. Her clitoris had become quite distended and was itching like mad, while more and more bubbling pussy juice was seeping between her outer labia and leaving her sopping wet between the legs. At the same time, the interior walls of her vagina were beginning to tingle in a perfectly infuriating manner that made her jerk her pelvic muscles back and forth with coital movements. Her bosom was also starting to swell and the pressure on her tightly packed brassiere was becoming quite uncomfortable.
"Owwww! Please! Ouch! Ahhhh!" Thelma carried on, tears streaming down her cheeks as she waved her nylon-clad legs frantically back and forth. "Ouch! Owww! Oh, no, please, Howard! Owww! That's enough!! My bottom's on fire! Ouch! Stop! Ooooh, no! Ouch!"
"Your bottom's not red enough yet!" Howard told her in a grim voice.
Smack! Splat! Whack! Howard's hand continued to fall methodically on his wife's rapidly reddening posterior. Crying with a mixture of anguish and growing sexual arousal, Thelma tossed about wildly on her husband's lap with her stockinged legs jerking wide and uncontrollably. Flashing glimpses of her glittering coral groove and the wet brunette hair surrounding it became more and more frequent. Smack! Whack! Splat!
Howard would have richly enjoyed spanking her much longer. However, he had something else in mind, something he had been thinking about for a long time.
"Part Two of your punishment is about to commence, my dear!" he spoke in a deceptively gentle voice. "On your knees between my legs!" he added, pushing his sobbing wife in that direction.
Thelma's heart started to thump all the more furiously as she found herself kneeling between her husband's legs. Gulping hard, she tried not to think about what he obviously had in mind. Her hands were busy consoling her hotly prickling bottom while surreptitiously dipping into her pink furrow. Howard closed his legs around her to keep her in that servile position.
"And now my dear you're going to do something I've been wanting you to do for a long time!" he announced with a self-satisfied smile. "You're going to put my penis in your mouth and suck it!"
"OH, NO, WHAT A FILTHY...." Thelma reacted instinctively to the lewd proposal.
A grimace of deep distaste formed on her hotly flushed face, and violent shudders came over her entire body. Despite her conscious repugnance, however, she knew only too well that she was secretly fascinated by the whole idea. Torn between the two conflicting desires, she found herself struggling to avoid the act that she had for so long considered so totally perverse.
"OH, NO, HOWARD, PLEASE! I'M NOT A PROSTITUTE!" she pleaded, a look of despair on her face. "DON'T MAKE ME DO SUCH A THING! I'M A RESPECTABLE WOMAN!"
Howard found her puritanical reaction quite amusing and, of course, exactly what he expected. "Take it out of my pants yourself!" he ordered.
"OH, HOWARD!" Thelma protested, making a face as if someone were feeding her castor oil.
"Go on!" Howard instructed. "Any more stalling and I'll whack that fanny of yours some more!"
Thelma gulped and tried to gather up her courage. "Please, it's humiliating to have to do something like that!" she tried to stall despite his warning. "It'd make me feel like a ... like a ... whore!"
Howard laughed. "I want you to feel humiliated, my dear!" he said, chucking her under the chin and looking her straight in the eye. "Now, quit stalling!"
Thelma gulped again. "All right!" she spoke in a small, hurt voice. "But just remember, I'm only doing this because you're threatening me!"
With trembling fingers, the highly agitated woman extended her hands and began unzipping his fly. Her hands brushed against the hard lump in his trousers as she did so. Keeping her eyes lowered and looking thoroughly embarrassed and sheepish, she slowly worked the zipper down and pulled his fly apart. His fully elongated and hotly throbbing prick suddenly sprang out into full view.
"OOOOH!" Thelma gasped at the sudden appearance of the powerful masculine tool that was scheduled to defile her mouth.
"What's the matter, Thelma? Haven't you seen a prick before?" Howard asked sarcastically. "Now get to work with that mouth of yours!"
Thelma shook her head. "OH, I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW!" she burst out in a loudly distressed voice. Tears began to trickle down her cheeks.
"Just pretend it's an ice cream cone at first!" Howard told her. "Now, quit stalling around! You're going to eat cock! You're going to be a cocksucker!"
"OH, DON'T USE THAT AWFUL WORD!" Thelma exclaimed in a horrified voice, shuddering violently and darting a deeply embarrassed look up at him.
"Get to work!" Howard demanded. "Sooner or later, you're going to do it, so get to it!"
"Oooooh!" Thelma emitted a martyred sigh. There was nothing she could do but obey him; she was completely helpless.
Blushing and looking exquisitely shamefaced, she encircled his rigid masculine sausage with her fingers and pulled it down to a forty-five degree angle. Her heart thumping furiously, she leaned forward with her pink tongue extended. Moments later the tip of her tongue came into contact with the velvety sleek flesh adorning the crown of his throbbing tool, and after a moment's hesitation she began meekly licking him as he had instructed.
"Ahhhhh, that's the way!" Howard remarked watching her closely. "Just relax and enjoy a nice meat-and-cream sandwich!"
"OOOOH!" Thelma gasped at his vile words. "YOU DON'T THINK I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO...." her voice trailed off as she found herself unable to finish the sentence.
Howard enjoyed another hearty laugh at his miserable wife's expense. "You'll love it once you get the taste of it!" he told her.
Thelma shook her head. "Oh, noooo!" she moaned in a despairing voice.
"Keep licking it!" Howard instructed. "Go on!"
Torn between mixed feelings of revulsion and excitement, Thelma rolled her pink tongue around the sleek head of his firmly throbbing masculine weapon. She could feel the hot blood coursing through it as she squeezed it firmly in her small hand. She was too embarrassed to look up at him, and kept her eyes focused on his massive tool. Cocksucker, she repeated the word to herself and shuddered with humiliation. Cocksucker!
Howard leaned back to thoroughly enjoy being eaten by his kneeling wife. After all the problems she had caused him in the bedroom, it was a real pleasure to have her in this position in front of him!
"Lick it all over!" he told her. "Don't miss an inch!"
"Oooooh!" Thelma moaned in helpless protest, but she had no choice.
Her slippery tongue caressed the mushroom-shaped head all over, leaving it glistening from the residue of her saliva, and began working down the long base. Against her will she found herself becoming more and more aroused, so much so in fact that she could barely refrain from playing with her dripping and itching pussy. Her highly sensitive clitoris was distended and begging for some form of relief, while her swelling bosom felt uncomfortably cramped in her confining bra.
"That's the idea, you're catching on!" Howard complimented her, as her tongue caressed the gnarled veins along the ticklish underside of his bloated prick.
Thelma could not prevent his sleek cock from brushing against her face, and each time she felt that throbbing hardness against her she trembled with a troubling combination of pleasure and shame. Moving her hand out of the way, she explored the full length of his swollen cock-shaft with her extended tongue. She had never had such a close-up view of a penis before, and found herself becoming fascinated by the complex mixture of swollen veins and sleek flesh.
"Now you can put it in your mouth!" Howard told her after she had given him a thorough tongue-bath.
"Ooooh, Howard, please, I'm afraid...." Thelma resisted the idea. "I don't want it completely inside my mouth. I'll lick it with my tongue but...."
"Put it in your mouth!" Howard demanded in a loud voice. "I'm sick and tired of you acting as if you're too good to have a dick in your mouth! Now, go ahead!"
Thelma gulped hard and closed her eyes for a moment in an effort to maintain her self-control. Although she wanted to resist, she was completely at the mercy of her unrelenting husband. Struggling between the two opposing forces, she didn't know what to do.
"It's too big! I couldn't!" she pleaded, casting shamefaced glances at his bloated tool. "Please, it's just too big!"
"Quit stalling!" Howard demanded. "I'm going to put you over my knee again if you don't watch out!"
Screwing up her courage, Thelma reluctantly opened her mouth as far as she could. She had no choice. Holding the hotly pulsating masculine member outward with one hand, she slowly eased her mouth down over the gigantic head. It fit into her opened mouth easier than she had expected, sliding between her lips and teeth and inspiring a warm gush of saliva that cascaded over it.
"Ahhhh!" Howard exclaimed with relief and pleasure as he suddenly felt the warm wetness of his wife's mouth embracing his lust-swollen prick. "It's about time!"
Thelma paused and tried to get used to having her mouth pried open like that. It seemed impossible to believe that she actually had a penis in her mouth! It was degrading but at the same time exhilarating.
The hot, itching sensations in her drooling cunt suddenly became intensified and she had no choice but to reach down to console herself. Her entire body shivered as her extended finger slid into her bubbling interior and came into contact with her trembling magic button.
"Start working more of it into your mouth!" Howard instructed. "You can get a lot more in than that!"
"Noooo!" Thelma protested with an unintelligible groan.
"Go on!" he urged. "A little at a time!"
Thelma's salivary glands were working at a hectic pace, filling her mouth and forcing her to swallow with audible gulps. Although she didn't see how she could manage to accommodate his request, she gulped hard and worked about another half-inch of his rigidly throbbing cock between her drawn-in lips. As a new batch of saliva flooded her mouth, the hotly blushing housewife paused again to try to get used to holding so much cockmeat in her oral cavity. However, her finger kept working up and down in her wet furrow, consoling her fluttering clitoris and probing into her vaginal orifice.
"More!" Howard commanded.
"Noooo!" Thelma's protesting groan sounded low and faraway.
"You can get the whole thing in your mouth if you try!" he told her.
Impossible, she protested to herself, but he was merciless.
Although she was afraid she would choke, Thelma slowly worked another half-inch of his lewdly impaling cock between her bright pink lips. Her jaws were being pried farther and farther apart in a manner that was quite uncomfortable but not intolerable. Her mouth repeatedly filled with saliva, some of which dribbled down her chin as she strove to keep it under control. Although she wasn't consciously aware of it, her free hand was gently stroking and pulling at the base of his lust-swollen cock.
Her other hand was busy between her outspread legs. Working two fingers up into her vaginal orifice and running them back and forth like a makeshift dildo, while she simultaneously employed her middle finger to titillate her feverishly twitching clitoris. Her body temperature was constantly rising and she felt like a furnace, while bubbling gushes of pussy juice poured from her drooling cunt like a miniature waterfall.
Leaning back comfortably, Howard was thoroughly enjoying his wife's initiation as a fellatrix. With his hotly bloated prick soaking in her wet mouth, he could feel her busy tongue instinctively slapping and flicking at it from all angles. The strained look on her face was highly appealing, and he was watching carefully as more and more of his turgid cock disappeared between her full, sensuous lips. There was no doubt that she would be a highly talented cocksucker when he got through training her!
'More, more!" he instructed.
"Nooooo!" Thelma protested at the impossible command. What was he trying to do to her anyway? It would choke her if she took even another fraction of an inch into her helplessly stretched mouth.
Nevertheless, she gulped another batch of saliva and hesitantly worked another half-inch of his savagely impaling cock into her pried-open mouth. She could feel the tip of the velvety sleek head starting to probe against the roof of her mouth, and she was certain that she would choke on that hard slab of meat. But at the same time, her fingers kept busily at work in her dripping cunt-hole, making her feel all the more hot and itchy.
"Even more!" Howard ordered. "Get it all the way back to your throat! You can do it!"
Thelma moaned with a mixture of discomfort and disbelief. Convinced that she would strangle on all that bloated mouth-filling muscle, she slowly worked another fraction of an inch between her opened lips. The crown of his throbbing prick scraped against the back of her mouth, and began edging down her throat. Every few seconds she had to pause and gulp down her repeatedly forming saliva.
"More, come on!" Howard urged. "Just a little more and you'll have a whole mouth full of red-hot cock!"
"Mmmmmm!" Thelma groaned. Despite her misgivings, she was becoming quite intrigued with her own capacity to hold so much hard prick in her mouth, and she obediently began working some more of it in. Although she thought her jaws would surely break, it was really easier than she had imagined! The glans of his swollen tool seemed to be approaching her throat, giving her the experience of having her mouth simply crammed full of cock!
It was frightening and degrading, yet at the same time thoroughly exhilarating!
"That's the way!" Howard remarked as he stared down excitedly at his wife's mouth plunged down deeply around his pounding man meat. "Now start sucking on it! Take your time because I'm in no hurry to blow!"
Trying very hard not to think about the inevitable explosion that would eventually occur, Thelma did as he commanded. Her cheeks collapsing inward, she began sucking on it with slow pumping movements that bobbed her brunette head up and down in his lap. Thoroughly soaked by her saliva, his lust-bloated battering ram slid back and forth in her dilated oral cavity with much greater ease than she had anticipated. Squirming with mounting excitement between his outspread legs, the attractive housewife worked her fingers back and forth in her dripping-wet pussy at a progressively faster pace.
Leaning back to have a better view of the proceedings, Howard watched his hotly swollen member alternately disappearing and then re-appearing in his wife's wide open mouth. It was a sight that he had never expected to see, and he couldn't help relishing it! Recalling the prudish attitude she had always demonstrated in the past, he was determined to make up for lost time in the future!
"Keep doing it! You're catching on! You're going to be a first-class cocksucker before I'm through with you!" Howard told his struggling wife.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Thelma groaned as her brunette head continued bobbing up and down in his lap. She had never felt so degraded in all her life. His vile words made her blush and feel all the more ashamed, yet there was something strangely thrilling about hearing words like that applied to herself.
Becoming more and more accustomed to having her mouth crammed full of hard, throbbing cock, she turned her cheek to one side to allow the sleek cock-head to press outward against the silky inner lining. Pausing for a moment, she then turned her head to the other side to achieve the same effect on the opposite cheek. As she did so, her free hand continued to stroke on the lower base, tugging and pulling in a determined manner. Her salivary glands continued working overtime, flooding the area and making her gulp every few seconds.
As she lovingly sucked and toyed with his hotly throbbing tool, her fingers continued to thrust rapidly back and forth inside her drooling cunt. Her clitoris seemed to have tripled in size and felt like an overripe grape about to burst. Her never-ending supply of pussy juice covered her fingers and trickled down the insides of her thighs to her stocking tops.
Her own sex-starved, ravenously cock-hungry attitude dismayed her. I can't believe I'm doing this, the highly aroused housewife kept telling herself. I never dreamed I'd actually have a penis in my mouth! At the same time, she was still fearful of the explosion that her own efforts would obviously soon provoke. I wonder what it will taste like? Oh, my, what if I can't stand it? Maybe I should try to avoid it some way. Oh, my!
"Oh, wow, you're starting to catch on!" Howard exclaimed between pleased grunts.
"A guy can only take so much of this!"
Although he was trying to hold himself back, Thelma's wet, slippery mouth and busy hand began to get the best of him and he started to work his pelvis back and forth with quick, jerky thrusts. Despite all of her worries, Thelma stepped up the attack, plunging her hot mouth up and down at a progressively faster pace. At times the crown of his madly pulsating prick drilled all the way down in her throat.
"Ooooh! Ahhh! Wow!" Howard exclaimed in a voice that was becoming more and more intense and strained. "OOOOH! Ahhhh! Wow! Wow, what a blow job! Wow! Ahhh!"
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Thelma was fighting for breath, but she had no intention of abandoning the project. As her brunette head bobbed rapidly up and down in his lap, she finger-fucked herself at a pace that was becoming almost brutal. Three fingers were jamming repeatedly into her vaginal orifice as far as she could force them, at the same time scraping against her lust-bloated clitoris.
"Ahhhh! Ooooh! Ahhh!" Howard was giving way to the lewd pleasures of the moment. The underside of his wildly throbbing cock was starting to tickle in a positively furious manner that he knew he could not long control. "Oh, wow! Ah! Ooooh! Keep doing it! Ooooh! Ahhhh! Oooooh!"
"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! Thelma moaned as she began to sense the impending explosion. While she was scared to death of it, at the same time she found herself highly curious and expectant. "Mmmmm! Mmmmmmm!"
"Can't fight this much longer!" Howard gasped, thrusting his pelvis back and forth with rapid jerks. "Ooooh, wow! Ahhhhh! Oooooh! Ahhhh!" His agonized grunts were becoming more extended and pronounced as he struggled grimly to hold on to the last possible second. "Ooooh! Ahhhh! Wow! Ooooh!"
Thelma's head continued to plunge up and down, greedily gobbling up several inches of solid cock with each downward swoop. Her own appetite was a continual source of amazement to her. At the same time, her fingers thrust swiftly back and forth in her sweltering-hot pussy, which was starting to dissolve in uncontrollable spasms that made her twitch all over and thrust her pelvis back and forth with coital movements.
"Oh, I can't take this any more!" Howard dramatically announced in a tortured voice.
As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Thelma's brunette head in both hands and forced it up and down at an even faster pace!
"MMMM! MMMM!" Although she was half-expecting his actions, Thelma reacted with instinctive fright and alarm as she felt his hands tightly gripping her head. But instead of fighting, she surrendered and meekly awaited the inevitable. Oh, I wonder what it will taste like! I hope I don't choke! Oh, I can hardly believe this is really happening to me! MMMM ... MMMM...."
"Ooooh! Ahhh! Ooooooh!" Howard grunted in a tormented manner as he forced his wife's head up and down on his frantically throbbing tool. "OOOOOH ... AHHHH ... OOOOH...."
Suddenly unable to endure it for a moment longer, he automatically rose several inches off his chair and let himself go in completely savage fashion. A huge blast of white hot sperm splattered against the insides of Thelma's mouth, snapping her head back only to be restrained by his firm hands! A second blast followed in its wake, and within the space of a second or two the hitherto totally inexperienced woman found herself with her mouth completely full of thick, milky sperm!
"MMMMM! Mmmmm ... mmmmmm...." Gargling and gurgling on the thick masculine fluid, for a few anxious moments Thelma was absolutely convinced that she was simply going to choke to death! But a few desperate swallows got things more or less under control, and the attractive brunette housewife suddenly discovered how absolutely delicious her husband's semen tasted! There was an exquisitely tangy, masculine taste that was more than enough to trigger her own impending orgasm!
"MMMM...." Greedily swallowing his sperm with audible gulps, Thelma found herself in the throes of a volcanic orgasm. "MMMMMM...."
Her overheated clitoris seemed to explode like a series of firecrackers going off, while violent spasms wracked the walls of her vagina. Her fingers jammed their way just as far inside her cunt as they would go, twisting and writhing in an effort to satisfy every single demanding nerve-end. And at the same time, Howard's delicious semen continued to pour into her eagerly drinking mouth. It seemed as if he had saved up an entire month's supply for her!
"Mmmmmm ... Mmmmmm...." Thelma was in heaven. Before stopping, she made sure that every single drop of that delicious white cream had been licked from Howard's prick.
CHAPTER FIVE
In the days that followed, Thelma was dismayed but thoroughly delighted to discover that pain and humiliation could stimulate her to levels of lustful pleasure that she had never dreamed possible. With Howard employing sex to punish her, she began enjoying one tumultuous climax after another. And she soon began to learn that with each successful session in bed, her appetite for new sexual experiences increased. To her astonishment, she found herself approaching what could only be described as a developing case of nymphomania!
There was no real problem as long as Howard was around. But there were times, especially in bad weather, when he was away for several days in a row. At first she tried to satisfy herself by masturbating, employing her own fingers, carrots, and various other devices. But that provided her only with partial satisfaction, and did nothing to satisfy her growing curiosity for different erotic experiences.
A golden opportunity struck one day when Howard phoned long distance to inform her that his flight had been socked in by bad weather and that he would not be home for several days. Driving home from a dental appointment and shopping trip, Thelma noticed two good-looking teenage boys hitchhiking along the highway. Having just finished reading some literature about the public's growing interest in three-way sex, her heart started thumping as she realized the possibilities involved. Without giving the matter a second thought, she brought her car to a skidding halt just ahead of the two young men.
In her rear view mirror, she noticed them starting to run toward the car. Once again instinct took over and, feeling deliciously brazen, she yanked her navy blue skirt back far enough to reveal the two darker bands of her mocha-shaded nylon stockings along with a garter belt clip!
"Get in, boys!" she called out as she leaned over to unlock the door. There was an inviting smile on her face.
"Thanks lady," the one in the lead replied as he opened the door. His name was Ned and he had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday. As he crawled into the back seat, Thelma noted that he had been quick to discern her hiked-up skirt. Although her cheeks became quite flushed, she made no attempt to adjust it.
"Yeah, thanks," added the second one as he climbed into the front seat. His name was Ben and he was a year younger than his companion.
Thelma smiled to herself as she noticed how surprised he looked when he caught sight of her upraised skirt and shapely, nylon-clad legs. The attractive housewife flashed another bright smile at the two young men as she slowly edged back on to the highway again.
"I hope you boys are in no hurry," she remarked.
"No, I guess not," Ned replied.
Although he was trying very hard not to be obvious, Thelma could tell that he was leaning forward in an effort to get a better view. At the same time, Ben was stealing sideways glances at her and she could already discern a growing bulge in his slacks. This is going to be as easy as pie, she confidently told herself. Let's see what another eyeful can do!
Squirming as if something were making her uncomfortable, she managed to work her blue skirt up to reveal about an inch of milk white thigh over the tops of her expanded nylon stockings. Although she was pretending not to notice, she could see that two pairs of masculine eyes were absolutely riveted on the intriguing sight. By this time, Ben was displaying quite a tent in his slacks and she was sure that Ned was similarly afflicted.
"I am going down the road quite apiece," Thelma told them. "But I don't suppose you'd mind if I stopped for a moment at my place?"
"No," Ben replied.
She could see that the two teenagers were exchanging quizzical glances, as if they didn't quite know whether she was for real or not. Thelma allowed her skirt to ride up even farther as she pulled into the driveway.
"I've got a little problem I'd like to solve!" she spoke in a deliberately teasing voice as she alighted from the car without making any effort to control the hem of her skirt. "Perhaps you boys would like to come in and help me!"
Somewhat to her surprise, neither of them made any effort to get out of the car.
"Oh, come on, boys, surely I don't have to draw a picture for you!" she said after walking around to the other side of the car.
As she opened the door, Ben clambered out of the car, looking more than a little sheepish with a jutting lump in his slacks that he couldn't possibly conceal. Ned followed him out of the car, as she suspected, he was also the owner of a powerfully throbbing erection. The sight of two well-filled pairs of slacks left Thelma feeling giddy and lightheaded, and her itching clitoris made her squirm with anticipation.
Two pricks at once, she told herself. Wow! I hope that these two can keep from popping in their pants!
"Come on in with me, boys!" she urged. "I can see that you two have just the equipment to solve my problem!"
"Okay!" both of them agreed in unison. It was apparent that both of them half-suspected that they were being the victims of some practical joke.
Once inside the house, Thelma brazenly leaned against the older of the two boys, letting him feel her breasts against his chest. Her hand came down over the jutting bulge in his slacks, and she squeezed it in a firm grip. "What's your name, honey?" she asked.
"Ned," he replied, gulping as his vulnerable body succumbed to the lewd fondling of the older woman.
"Come on, Ned, let me see what you got down there!" Thelma told him, a teasing smile on her face as she kept leaning against him.
Pushing him gently, she forced him back into an easy chair. Ned and his companion both looked genuinely astonished as Thelma pushed his knees apart and dropped to a kneeling position before him. Although her face was as red as a beet and her head was swimming, Thelma wasted not a second in reaching for his fly with both hands and tugging on his zipper.
"Hey!" Ned exclaimed as he found himself virtually being attacked by the attractive older woman.
"Don't fight it, honey!" Thelma told him as she tugged his zipper downward.
Moments later Ned's lust-bloated cock popped out into full view. Thelma's eyes dilated with surprise and delight as she found herself gazing longingly at the nine-inch slab of hot, hard teenage meat! Her small hand shot out and grabbed it around the shaft, although it was almost too big for her to circle entirely, and an instant later her warm, wet mouth was engulfing the head in a delectable embrace!
"OOOOH!" Taken totally by surprise, Ned let out a war whoop as he suddenly felt the older woman's delicious mouth working its magic on him. His head snapped back and his body froze for several seconds, during which he found himself struggling wildly not to go ahead and pop right on the spot.
"Jesus!" Standing a few feet away, Ben was viewing the whole scene with utter stupefaction.
Putting into practice all the tricks she had learned in recent weeks, Thelma began sucking the young man's throbbing cock. Her tongue flicked and slapped in various directions against the lust-swollen meat as she began bobbing her brunette head up and down in his lap. Her cheeks were drawn inward as she sucked on it as if it were an oversize straw. At the same time, her clinging hand stroked and tugged in a teasing fashion.
"Ooooh, wow! Gee! Wow!" Ned could hardly believe what was happening to him. One minute he was hitching a ride home from school and the next minute he was being cock-sucked by an obvious nympho! "Ooooh! Wow! Ooooh, boy!" he gasped, his tongue flicking in serpentine fashion as he tried to control himself. Christ, did she know how to suck cock!
With young Ned reduced to frantic grunts, Thelma abruptly abandoned him and turned her attention to his companion. Getting to her feet with her eyes glued on the handsome curve in his slacks, she began licking her lips as she advanced toward him.
"Let's see how much you got, young man!" she told him.
Ben was not about to resist. He allowed himself to be pushed to a sitting position on the couch, and Thelma lost no time diving between his outspread legs. Her nimble fingers quickly began pulling down his zipper, and within moments his rock-hard cock was standing straight up in the air for all to see. Thelma instantly noted that he was just as well endowed as his friend, possessing a purplish-hued, thick tool that was crowned with a plum-shaped glans. A moment later, Thelma's wet mouth was circling his sleek cock-head!
"Wowwwww!" Ben gasped, a look that combined anguish with pleasure instantly forming on his face as the talented fellatrix demonstrated what she could do.
Grabbing the swollen base in one hand and squeezing as tightly as she could, Thelma plunged her eager mouth down over the throbbing masculine member and began sucking greedily on it. Her salivary glands instantly swamped his pulsing cock with their slippery fluids, forcing her to swallow every so often with audible gulps.
"Ooooh, wow. I can't believe it!" Ben exclaimed as her wet mouth and busy tongue inflicted their sweet torture on his hotly throbbing prick. "I can't believe it!"
"I can't believe it, either!" Ned echoed his companion.
With both teenagers thoroughly aroused, Thelma found herself in an intoxicating state of anticipation. Getting to her feet, the brunette housewife kicked off her high-heeled shoes and began disrobing.
"Come on, boys, take off your clothes!" she suggested, glancing from one to the other.
The two boys started to comply, but slowly stopped as they watched the older woman undressing in front of them. Blushingly aware of their stares, Thelma unbuttoned and removed her white blouse, revealing her nearly bursting brassiere to their admiring eyes. The white undergarment was scalloped with lace and the two cups molded her voluptuous bosom into two steeply pointed cones.
Tossing her blouse aside, Thelma reached for the side fastener of her blue skirt and undid it. As the two young men started intently, she seductively slithered out of it, revealing a lacy white garter belt that held up her dark stockings and matching panties. Her dark triangle was fully discernible beneath the flimsy nylon garment, and she could see the boys' mouths fairly watering at that provocative sight.
Stepping out of her skirt, she reached behind her back and undid her bra strap. Both young men stared avidly as her voluptuous, strawberry-crested breasts spilled out of the cups of the brassiere and jutted provocatively before them. Thelma smiled to herself as she noted their eyes growing wider and wider as they gazed intently at her magnificent bosom.
"Come on, fellows, you'd better get your clothes off, too!" she told them, her bright eyes alternating between their upright cocks.
Hooking her fingers into the waistband 'of her delicate panties, she began peeling them downward in a teasingly slow fashion. The two teenagers both licked their lips as her luscious brunette bush came into view. The heavy growth of darkly curled hair virtually camouflaged her bright pink furrow, although a flash of meat was visible as she lifted her legs to extricate herself from the panties.
"There!" she announced, flinging the panties aside and standing in front of her two visitors without making any attempt to cover herself. She left on her garter belt and dark nylon stockings. "Come on, fellows, what are you waiting for?"
Ned and Ben needed no more urging. The two of them began peeling off their clothes at a record-breaking pace. Moments later the two of them were completely naked and were moving towards her. their eagerly throbbing pricks jutting upward.
"Oh, wow, two cocks at once!" Thelma exclaimed. Reaching out, she grabbed one in each hand and squeezed as hard as she could. "Come on, let's go into the bedroom!"
The two highly aroused teenagers quickly accompanied her into the bedroom.
"Come and get it, fellows!" Thelma excitedly told them. As she spoke, the shapely brunette jumped on the bed on her back and flung her stocking-clad legs lewdly open!
"Okay!" both boys spoke at once.
Ned jumped on the bed at her left, grabbing one breast and leaning forward to suck the nipple into his mouth. Ben followed suit on the opposite side, hastily stretching out beside her and leaning forward to suckle her other pink-crested nipple. Both boys extended their hands downward into her bushy triangle and within moments their fingers were starting to open up her cuntal slit.
"OOOOOH! Wow!" Thelma squealed as she found herself sandwiched between two powerful and naked masculine young bodies. Her hands quickly found their hotly throbbing cocks, and began squeezing and stroking them in a tantalizing fashion. "Oh, two pricks at the same time! This is heaven! Ahhhhhh!"
Their mouths and tongues busy on the older woman's voluptuous, 39-inch breasts, the two teenagers poked and jabbed their fingers exploringly into her juicy cunt. Her smooth nylons brushing against their bare legs, Thelma kept her thighs wantonly open for their enjoyment. Her twitching clitoris was beginning to swell to almost painful proportions, and her feminine syrup was bubbling up in voluminous quantities.
""Oh, what a cunt!" Ned remarked, poking one finger even deeper into the slippery wet meat.
"You can say that again!" Ben added, his lips nibbling on Thelma's taut nipple as he spoke.
"Oooooh, you guys are getting me hot!" Thelma told them. "And I mean hot!"
"Maybe the three of us could try something together!" Ned suggested.
"Sure," Thelma hastily agreed. "Maybe I could suck you while your buddy...."
She didn't bother to finish the sentence. Pushing Ned to a supine position, the shapely brunette quickly crawled into a kneeling position between his outstretched legs. Pausing just long enough to brush the hair back out of her eyes, she leaned forward and gathered some saliva in her mouth before sucking the sleek head of his blood-swollen prick inside it.
'Ahhhhh! ' Ned let out a loud gasp as the full effect of Thelma's moistly heated mouth hit him all at once.
Using both hands to fondle his sperm-swollen balls and the lower portions of his lust-bloated tool, Thelma began working more and more cockmeat into her greedy mouth.
"Yeow!" Ned exclaimed as he watched his stiff prong disappearing into the older woman's oral cavity. It was quite obvious that the young man had never experienced anything like it before! "Oh, wow! Geez!"
Thelma's tongue moved into high gear as she impaled her mouth on the young man's powerful harpoon. Flicking and slapping it with quick, twirling movements, she thoroughly teased the swollen veins along the underside as she worked it into her mouth. The thick sausage pried her jaws far apart, but she wanted to get as much of it as possible between her teeth. Her saliva was soaking it completely, making it as slick as ice.
"Ahhh! Oooooh! Ahhhh!" Ned could barely stand the sweet torment she was inflicting on him. "Oooooh! Ahhhhhh! Yipes! Oooooh!"
A tortured look on his face, he began working his pelvis back and forth with jerky thrusts. At the same time, Thelma started sucking in a quite audible manner on his madly pulsating prick. Her cheeks collapsing inward, she moved her head back and forth in a regular, rhythmic fashion. She could feel the hot blood coursing through his swollen member at a faster and faster pace.
"Come on, Ben, why don't you get behind her?" Ned urged. "What are you waiting for?"
Thelma's heart began to thump all the more rapidly as, out of the corner of her eye, she watched the other young man crawling into a kneeling position behind her. Spreading her stockinged legs well apart to give him plenty of room, she reached back between her thighs to guide his rock-hard prick in the right direction.
"Got it in her yet?" Ned asked, straining to try to see from his supine position.
"Not yet!" Ben replied, grunting as he scrambled to get his stiff poker into the older woman's hungrily waiting cunt.
Two pricks at once, I can't believe it. Thelma told herself as she fitted Ben's sleek cock-head between her plump succulent cuntal lips. His hands were clasped around her waist and her body tensed as she prepared for him to drive it home.
"Now I got it!" Ben spoke with relief as he felt his hotly throbbing prick poking into the older woman's wet pussy.
"Well, give it to her! Can't you see how much she needs it?" Ned demanded of his younger companion.
Taking a deep breath, Ben did exactly that! Bracing himself on his knees and holding her firmly at the waist, the well built teenager drilled his turgidly throbbing masculine lance deep into the brunette housewife's drooling cunt!
"MMMMMM!" Thelma's exultant cry was muffled by the presence of Ned's pumping prick in her mouth. Her lust-enslaved body froze for a moment and then erupted in sensuous spasms of sheer physical joy. Her clitoris ballooned into full glory, shooting off sparks in all directions, and fresh gushes of pussy juice spilled from her quivering cuntal lips. "MMMMM...."
Two cocks in me at the very same time! Oh, just feel them! I never dreamed I'd be into something as far out as this! Oh, wow, an I ever going to cum!
"Ooooh, wow!" Ben exclaimed as he suddenly found his hotly throbbing prick lovingly surrounded by wet, clinging pussy meat. "Oooooh, what a cunt! Really tight, too!"
Thelma was in cock-heaven Her hyperactive mouth and tongue sucked and played with Ned's hot, hard prick, while her hands stroked and squeezed everything that she couldn't get into her mouth. At the same time, Ben was thrusting from the rear with firm, virile strokes that drove his thick ramrod deep into her man-hungry cunt. His piston-like thrusts were scraping against her twitching love bud, sending off hot sparks that raced throughout her nervous system. Her body temperature was soaring and she was panting for breath.
"Oooooh, wow, what a blow job!" Ned exclaimed as he squirmed in anguish on the bed. The young man was biting his lips hard to hold himself back as long as possible, but it was becoming sheer torture. "Oh, my prick! Wow! Oooooh! I can't take much more! Ahhhh! Ooooh!"
As Ned reacted to the exquisite torment she was inflicting on him, Ben pumped harder and harder from the rear. Thoroughly lubricated by the excess of pussy juice that sloshed all over him, he held the wriggling woman at the waist as he repeatedly drew back and thrust forward. He could feel her vaginal walls clutching and grabbing at his deeply penetrating prick, and at times it felt as if she were actually sucking him with her powerful cunt.
Thoroughly relishing the hot, hard cockmeat thrust deeply into her greedy mouth, the shapely young matron twisted her head from one side to the other to enjoy the sensation of having it sticking in at various angles. Her mouth was filling with saliva and she was stopping every so often to swallow with a loud gulp. She could feel his hard, muscular body writhing and jerking with lustful torment as her tantalizing oral caresses worked their magic on him.
At the same time, she was responding enthusiastically to the youthful thrusts from the rear. Swaying and undulating her buxom hips in a semi-circular fashion designed to tease Ben into pumping at a faster rate, she was making a conscious effort to make her vaginal walls grab and snap at this thrusting tool. Her clitoris was in full bloom, swollen nearly to the bursting point and continually reaching out in an effort to make contact with his masculine weapon. The nerve-endings along her vagina were tingling sharply and spontaneously sending off sparks each time they brushed against the young man's thrusting cock.
"Oh, wow, what a cunt! I can feel it biting at me!" Ben exclaimed. "Oooooh! Ooooooh!"
"What a mouth!" Ned joined in, his voice strained from the sweet torture he was enduring. "It must be all the way in to her throat."
Realizing that neither of them could hold back much longer, Thelma doubled and redoubled her efforts. Her mouth plunged back and forth on Ned's nearly bursting prick, repeatedly driving it in just as far as she could. At the same time, the distraught woman shook her buxom hips in all directions, lifting first one knee and then the other off the bed to achieve the maximum effect. As Ben pumped harder and harder, she could feel a powerful climax approaching with the force of a hurricane.
"Mmmmmm ... mmmmmmm...." Thelma moaned with passionate intensity as she found herself sandwiched between the two highly aroused young men. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmmmm.
"Oh, I can't stand any more of this!" Ned suddenly cried out in an agonized voice.
Tormented beyond endurance by the housewife-fellatrix, the young man suddenly lifted his hips several inches off of the bed and began wildly spraying his warm, thick semen directly into her mouth! Driving with full force from the rear, at the same time Ben drilled his hotly aching prick to the nether depths of her delicious cunt-hole and let himself go completely! The simultaneous double-creaming sent Thelma rocketing into orbit.
"MMMMM...." Groaning and moaning with ecstatic and quite unintelligible cries, the shapely matron surrendered to the convulsive spasms of a shattering orgasm. It felt as if a hand grenade had been set off between her legs. Her tormented clitoris seemed to burst open like an overripe grape and totally uncontrollable spasms took possession of her tormented cunt. "MMMMM ... MMMMMM ...
"Oh, Christ, she's biting my cock off!" Ben screamed in a voice that mixed pleasure with anguish.
Thelma's mind was racing as she feverishly tried to enjoy the rich mixture of lustful pleasures all at the same time. Ned's milky and delicious sperm was filling her mouth to the brim, and she was swallowing it as slowly as possible to savor the taste all the more. At the same time, her voracious cunt was squeezing frantically on Ben's spurting tool to suck as much magic cream out of him as she could.
A double-creaming, I can't believe it! Wow, two big cocks coming in me all at once!
"Ooooh, wow!" Ned exclaimed in a deeply relieved voice as the tension began to go out of his prick. "What a blow job!"
"Oh, what a cunt! I can't believe it!" Ben added in a temporarily exhausted voice.
The three of them finally separated, and Thelma smiled at the two breathless teenagers. "Come on, you guys aren't through yet, are you?" she asked in a teasing voice.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Ben asked with surprise as she playfully began pushing him to a supine position on the bed.
"Boy, we've got a real nympho on our hands!" Ned remarked as he watched.
With Ben resting on his back, Thelma curled up in a ball at his side and employed her right hand to lift his limp prick heavenward. Holding it in that position, she gathered a mouth full of saliva and began working the sleek head between her full lips.
"Ahhhh!" Ben gasped as her delectably wet mouth suddenly surrounded the crown of his supple young penis.
Pulling and stroking gently with her soft, small hand, Thelma leisurely began sucking with drawn-in cheeks. As the two teenagers watched with great interest, Ben's young tool began to respond to the combination sucking and stroking. The blood started to flow back into it, elongating it and causing it to firm up hard and stiff. In a few moments, the well-built teenager possessed a hotly throbbing erection.
"Christ, I wouldn't have believed it!" Ben remarked.
Withdrawing her mouth and hand from his steel-hard prick, Thelma stretched out on her back with her stocking-clad legs-thrown wantonly open and stuck a pillow under her head. "Why don't you put it in my mouth?" she asked, wriggling with anticipation.
"Okay, if that's what you want!" Ben replied.
His young sperm-filled balls dangling and his stiff cock jutting outward, the young man swung into a kneeling position astride her and began crawling up toward her brunette head. As soon as he was near enough, Thelma lifted her head off the pillow and began lasciviously pressing her face against his hard cockmeat, kissing it and letting it rub against her cheeks and eyes.
"Ooooh, I love that hard, sleek meat!" she exclaimed in a dreamy voice, turning her head from side to side so she could feel more of it against her face.
Having no desire to be left out of the action, Ned quickly crawled into a kneeling position between her opened legs. Licking his lips as he gazed at her lewdly exposed brunette triangle and partially camouflaged cuntal folds, he leaned forward and used both hands to pull open her plump pussy lips.
"Oooooh!" Her vision blocked off by Ben's kneeling form, Thelma gasped with pleasure and surprise as she felt masculine fingers prying her open. But an even greater surprise was in store for her.
Ned's eyes lit up as his fingers carefully spread her cunt open, revealing a wide expanse of vividly pink, moist feminine meat. Holding her open with both hands, he impulsively leaned forward and buried his face right in the middle of her quivering pussy with his tongue extended.
"EEEEEK!" Thelma emitted a piercing scream as she suddenly found herself being eaten by the young man! Her stockinged legs flew up and coiled themselves around his naked back as shivers started racing through her entire body. "OOOOOH! OOOOOH!"
With his tongue firmly inserted into her cuntal slit, Ned withdrew his fingers and allowed her steaming pussy to close around his tongue and lips. Bubbling feminine syrup started smearing his face as he began working his tongue up and down in the wet furrow. Although he couldn't see what he was doing, he soon made contact with her twitching love bud!
"AHHHHH...."Thelma let out a shriek that mixed torture with delight. "Oh, come on, I have to get it in my mouth now!" she told Ben in a distraught voice.
As she finished speaking, she formed her full, pink lips into a wide oval and positioned her head for him to penetrate her.
Maneuvering to get into the right position, Ben aimed the velvety smooth crown of his blood-engorged cock between the older woman's parted and quivering lips. Thelma's naughty tongue began flicking at the first opportunity, and the husky teenager thrust forward to push his madly pulsating member into the delectably wet orifice.
"Mmmmmm ... uhhhhh...." Thelma emitted highly excited gargling and swallowing sounds as his rock-hard cock probed into her waiting mouth. Simultaneously tormented by Ned's burrowing tongue, Thelma found herself once again surrendering to the uninhibited pleasures of wanton lust. "Mmmmmm ... uhhhhh...."
As his red-hot poker starting disappearing into her highly receptive mouth, Ben glanced over his shoulder to see how his companion was making out. To his surprise, Ned's face was virtually buried in the rich harvest of brunette pussy hair, and his head was moving up and down as his tongue sliced back and forth in the fertile valley. Thelma's stocking-clad legs were still hooked tightly around his body, the dark brown nylon standing out vividly against white flesh.
Slowly but surely, Ben's thick sausage forced its way into Thelma's waiting mouth. Gulping on her rapidly gathering saliva, the squirming brunette gladly submitted to the bizarre defilement. Her jaws were pried far apart and there was a look of intense strain on her hotly flushed face, but she wanted to get as much of his turgid young cock as she could into her mouth.
"Jeeez, she must have six inches in her mouth!" Ben remarked to his pal.
Ned was in no position to reply. His face was plastered against Thelma's sopping wet cunt, and his extended tongue was going lickety-split in her drooling furrow. Her bubbling feminine dew was all over his face and he was lapping it up as fast as he could. At times, he concentrated on her swollen clitoris, flicking it from various directions although she nearly squeezed him to death between her thighs each time he did so.
"Mmmmmm ... Mmmmmm...." Thelma moaned as she blissfully began sucking on Ben's powerfully throbbing harpoon.
I never dreamed I'd have two studs giving me a workout like this, the shapely housewife told herself. Oh, I love eating it and getting eaten!
Ben started rocking back and forth on top of her with coital-type movements that, in effect, employed her mouth as a substitute vagina. Controlling her saliva with audible gulps, Thelma twisted her head around from side to side to make it more thrilling for both of them. His heavy balls were slapping against her chin, and she wished that there was some way she could get them in her mouth, too. Her tongue was constantly in action, flicking with serpentine thrusts against the taut veins that stood out along the underside of his magnificent young cock.
At the same time, Ned kept tormenting her in a thoroughly maddening fashion. Sliding his hands under her satiny plump hips, using his palms to elevate them slightly, he kept drilling his talented tongue deeper and deeper into her hot cunt. The exquisitely ticklish sensations were quite beyond anything she had ever experienced before. She would have screamed if she hadn't had a mouth full of hot, hard cock.
"She can't get enough of it!" Ben remarked as he observed the writhing, gasping woman beneath him.
"Mmmmmm ... mmmmm...." Thelma's muffled gasps were becoming more and more intense and strained. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmm...."
In the meantime, Ned's prick had worked up as stiff as a pole and he was dying to get it into action. Drawing his face back from Thelma's hotly dripping pussy, and pausing just long enough to wipe his smeared face with the back of his hand, he moved into a crouching position between her legs and began lifting her hips upward. Although she couldn't see, Thelma realized what he was up to and hooked her nylon-clad legs around his midsection. Aligning his stiff prong with her succulent cuntal lips, the well-built teenager drove forward.
"MMMMMM...." Thelma emitted an ecstatic moan as once again she found two hotly throbbing pricks jammed into her.
"Ah, what a cunt!" Ned remarked as he drilled his furiously pounding shaft deep into the wetly clinging feminine meat.
"I told you so!" Ben agreed with him.
With Thelma wrapping her shapely legs around him like a boa constrictor, Ned began thrusting back and forth with firm, virile thrusts. Thelma immediately responded by twisting her torso in all directions, while at the same time grabbing and snapping at his thrusting penis with her ever-hungry cunt.
"Come on, let's really give it to her!" Ned suggested.
"Okay!" Ben agreed.
Their steel-hard cocks pulsating frantically, the two husky teenagers went to work on the writhing woman beneath them. Ben pumped with vigorous thrusts, repeatedly forcing his thick sausage deep into Thelma's mouth. Simultaneously, Ned rocked back and forth, driving his turgid tool into her softly yielding cunt with jackhammer-like thrusts. Both boys were panting and gasping from their efforts.
"Mmmmmm ... mmmmmmm...." Beneath them, Thelma was going crazy. Her pussy felt on fire and her clitoris felt quadruple its normal size. Buckets of feminine honey was were pouring from her cuntal lips, and one hot gush was immediately followed by another. Her mind was reeling and she could think of nothing but the voluptuously lustful sensations she was experiencing. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmm ... mmmmm...."
Thrusting as hard as they could, the two husky teenagers rammed forward with all the strength they could muster and climaxed in almost perfect unison. Ben's sticky cum blasted against the roof of her mouth and splattered in all directions, filling her mouth to the brim. At the same time, Ned's painfully throbbing prick suddenly exploded and began firing artillery ballasts of hot semen into her ever starving cunt: The two teenagers both collapsed on top of her, nearly crushing her under them.
"MMMMM...." Wallowing in the lustful pleasures of the double-creaming, Thelma dissolved into frantic spasms that triggered another furious orgasm. This time it felt as if dynamite had gone off in her cunt. Her clitoris seemed to blow up completely, sending a furious shower of sparks emanating throughout her nervous system, while her cuntal walls contracted violently in an effort to trap Ned's discharging prick deep inside her and suck it dry. "MMMMM ... MMMMM...."
"Wow!" Ben exclaimed with sheer relief as he withdrew his dripping penis from Thelma's mouth. "What a blow job!"
The two boys were obviously exhausted when they dismounted from Thelma's supine figure.
"What can we do next, boys?" Thelma asked as she recovered her breath.
"Next?" both of them were incredulous.
"I'm afraid you've worn us out, lady!" Ned admitted.
"Well, maybe you can come back sometime when you've got your strength back!" Thelma replied with a smile.
CHAPTER SIX
When Howard returned from his next flight, Thelma was planning to confess her affair with the two teenage boys. That would provide him with a good excuse to give her the punishment that she definitely needed. But when he returned, something so startling occurred that she momentarily forgot all about the episode with the two boys.
As Howard pulled up in the driveway, Thelma could see an attractive stewardess in the seat beside him. The girl was young, blonde and exceptionally attractive. He had never done something like that before, and the idea quickly filled her mind with misgivings.
"Thelma, this is Judy." Howard introduced the two of them.
The two females nodded at each other.
"Make yourself at home, Judy," Howard spoke in a relaxed voice.
Thelma was busy darting anxious glances at her husband, trying to attract his attention. Judy seated herself on the living room couch and crossed her shapely legs to reveal a flash of sheer nylon. Her uniform jacket and shirt were a bright green, which created a pleasing contrast with her golden hair.
"What does this mean, Howard?" Thelma whispered as soon as she got the chance.
"You'll see soon enough!" he promised. "Go into the bedroom and wait."
Feeling more and more uneasy, Thelma obeyed. Fidgeting in the bedroom, several minutes passed during which she occasionally heard snatches of conversation coming from the living room. They seemed to be laughing and having a good time. Finally, Howard came into the bedroom and closed the door. Thelma quickly discerned the lengths of clothesline rope in his hand, and her heart skipped a couple of beats.
"You're wearing your black stockings, I see," he told her. "Good. Now I want you to take off everything except your garter belt and stockings!"
"Howard, I don't want anything to do with that girl in there!" Thelma spoke in a highly uneasy voice. "Understand? I don't want to be involved in anything like that!"
"Just do as I say!" he replied quite matter-of-factly.
Becoming more and more ill-at ease, Thelma slowly did his bidding. In a few moments, she was standing before him attired only in her red satin garter belt trimmed in white lace and ultra-sheer black nylon stockings.
"Now stretch out on the bed on your back!" he instructed.
"Howard, I'm not sure I want to do this," Thelma spoke with great uncertainty.
"Do what I say!" he commanded impatiently.
Trembling visibly, Thelma stretched out obediently on the bed. An even more worried look appeared on her face as Howard took one of the lengths of clothesline he was holding and looped it around her right wrist. Securing it, he proceeded to fasten the rope to the nearest bed post.
"Please, Howard, don't tie me up like this, I don't like it!" Thelma protested, already starting to feel quite helpless.
Ignoring her protests, Howard took another length of rope and secured her left wrist to the opposite bedpost. Next, he took still a third length of rope and hooked it around her left ankle, where it stood out vividly against the black nylon. Pulling her ankle to the left, he tied it to the nearest bed post.
"Howard, I don't like this one bit!" Thelma protested as she found herself being spread-eagled on the bed in a fashion that left her lewdly exposed.
Instead of replying, Howard took the remaining length of rope, looped it around her right ankle, and tied it to the last bed post. Stepping back to survey the results, he rubbed his hands with approval. Clad only in her garter belt and nylon hose, Thelma lay spread-eagled on the bed with her tapering thighs pulled apart to leave her brunette bush and pink cuntal lips on full display.
"Howard, please untie me!" Thelma protested, wriggling and testing the ropes. "This has gone far enough!"
A broad smile coming over his face, Howard opened the bedroom door. "Judy, come in here an see what I have for you!" he called out.
"OH, NO, DON'T YOU DARE!" Thelma screamed. The horrified woman yanked desperately at the ropes that lashed her to the bed, but they held firm. "DON'T YOU DARE!"
Moments later, Judy appeared in the doorway. The pretty blonde stewardess went as red as a beet as she caught sight of the attractive housewife lashed to the bed in the lewdly exposed position, but her eyes lit up with pleasurable expectation.
"Oh, Howard, what a nice present!" Judy spoke with an amused giggle.
"OH, MY GOD, HOWARD, HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK OF SUCH A THING?" Thelma screamed. "LET ME GO! THIS LITTLE JOKE HAS GONE FAR ENOUGH!"
Her flesh began to crawl and she felt almost sick with shame and revulsion as she noticed that their young visitor's eyes focused directly on her horribly exposed cunt. There was no doubt that the girl was a Lesbian!
"OH, HOWARD!" Thelma continued to shriek with a mixture of horror and outrage. "DON'T YOU DARE DO THIS TO ME! LET ME GO!"
Judy put her hands over her ears to help blot out the sound. "She should be gagged," she remarked. "Don't you have something to put in her mouth?" she added with a snicker.
"We'll get to that later!" Howard assured her. "Now, why don't you make yourself comfortable and enjoy yourself?'"
"Can I do anything I like? Anything?" Judy asked, her pink tongue running over her full lips.
"Absolutely!" Howard replied.
"OOOOOH!" Thelma gasped. She was still trying to fight free of the ropes that held her to the bed, but her husband had tied them securely.
Blushing prettily, Judy proceeded to disrobe. Her green uniform jacket came off to reveal a white blouse, which in turn yielded to reveal a nicely filled white brassiere trimmed with white lace. Removing her shoes, she removed her green skirt to display a trim white, lacy half-slip. The half-slip came off next, leaving her attired only in brassiere, matching white panties and garter belt, and sheer tan nylon stockings.
"HOWARD, DON'T YOU DARE LET HER...." Thelma continued to protest as she anxiously watched their youthful guest undressing. "DON'T YOU DARE...."
Howard's eyes were glued on Judy as the young blonde sat down to remove her stockings. Unhooking the clips of her garter belt, she rolled her tan hose down neatly and carefully, revealing more and more smooth white flesh. Her right stocking came off first followed by her left, and the spectacle was sufficient to leave Howard with a highly noticeable tent in his slacks.
"DON'T LET THAT WOMAN...." Thelma's strident protests continued to fill the air.
Flushed but looking confident, Judy stood up to remove her brassiere. Her pink-crested breasts were firm and slightly uptilted, voluptuous but not too big. Tossing it aside, she took off her garter belt and hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties. With Howard staring and Thelma trying not to look, the shapely young stewardess peeled down her panties and stepped out of them.
Completely naked, she made no attempt to cover herself. The furry tuft at the fork of her legs was several shades darker than the golden hair on her head, and did not entirely camouflage her pink slit. A teasing smile on her hotly flushed face, she darted her eyes over Thelma's helpless and lewdly exposed figure.
"Are you sure I can do anything I want with her?" she asked, flashing a look at Howard.
"HOWARD!" Thelma protested indignantly.
"Anything!" Howard replied.
An expectant look on her face, Judy crawled on the bed in a kneeling position between Thelma's outstretched legs. The horrified older woman kept pulling frantically on the ropes that lashed her to the bed, but succeeded only in making herself more uncomfortable. Judy's pink tongue darted out and skimmed over her pretty lips as she gazed at the plump, coral outer folds of Thelma's sensuous cunt. Extending both hands, she placed them on Thelma's nylon-clad knees and began working them up her thighs.
"OH, TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" Thelma shrieked, twisting as best she could to escape. "HOWARD, DON'T LET HER! FOR HEAVEN'S SAKES! CAN'T YOU SEE SHE'S A...."
Judy's hands came up over Thelma's stockings, coming into contact with her smooth bare flesh. Thoroughly enjoying the older woman's horrified discomfiture, she slowly worked her hands up her bare thighs and boldly pressed them against her pussy.
"OH, NO!" Thelma shrieked at the top of her lungs. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME DOWN THERE! STOP IT! OH, HOW AWFUL! HOWARD, MAKE HER STOP! IT'S INDECENT!" The ropes were cutting painfully into her wrists and ankles as she desperately tried to pull away from the wanton young woman.
Grinning naughtily, Judy slipped the tips of her fingers between the older woman's outer labia and pulled them apart with a slight squishing sound. Obviously knowing exactly what she was doing, she employed several fingers on each hand to separate the two soft, puffy folds to expose Thelma's cunt in the lewdest manner possible. Howard leaned forward to watch as an intriguing expanse of slippery, pink pussy meat came into full view.
"OOOOH, NOOOO!" Thelma wailed wretchedly as she felt the young woman's prying fingers assaulting her in that indecent manner. "HOWARD, THIS IS TOO HUMILIATING!" she added as she felt the cool room breeze against her horribly exposed cunt-meat.
Holding the miserable woman's cuntal lips wide apart with her probing fingers, Judy wormed forward with her tongue extended and buried her face right in the middle of the wet furrow!
"OOOOH, NOOOOO!" Thelma shrieked. "HOWARD, DON'T LET HER DO THAT TO ME! OH, NOOOO!"
Howard, of course, was not about to interrupt the proceedings. Instead, in typical masculine fashion, he was watching the Lesbian demonstration with total fascination, leaning well forward so as not to miss a single detail.
"NO! NO! NO! NO!" Thelma protested in a highly distraught voice. Tears of shame welled in her eyes as she reluctantly glanced down at the pretty blonde head between her legs.
Swimming in the moistly heated valley, Judy's boldly extended tongue aimed straight for Thelma's clitoris as if guided by radar. It struck the tiny button head on, slapping it a hard swipe and flicking at it with snake-like thrusts.
"OOOOOH!" Thelma shrieked and arched her back high off the bed. Her brain was reeling as deep revulsion became mixed with sensual pleasure. "OOOOH, NOOOO! DON'T DO THAT TO ME! I DON'T WANT...."
Judy knew exactly what she was doing. Thelma's highly sensitive clitoris, despite its owner's conscious will, began to expand and grow taut as the young woman's daring lingual caresses teased it from various angles Gushes of feminine pussy juice began to flood from her steaming pussy like a cloudburst, and Judy made audible slurping sounds as she eagerly lapped it up.
"OOOOH! PLEASE STOP! AHHHHH! OOOOOH!" Sounds of sexual arousal became mixed with Thelma's protests as she was slowly overcome by the young woman's sophisticated caresses. "AHHHH! STOP! NO MORE, THIS HAS GONE FAR ENOUGH! OOOOH! AHHHHH!"
Judy had no intention of stopping. With Thelma's quivering button teased into full erectness, she began tonguing the exquisite feminine meat surrounding it. Scooping up large gobs of honey-dew with her extended tongue, she caressed the full length of Thelma's dripping furrow, forcefully pressing her tongue against the slippery surfaces. Gradually she withdrew her hands, allowing the outer folds to close over her tongue. Relishing the contact of feminine meat with her pretty face, she flicked her tongue up and down as fast as she could.
"OOOOH! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THIS TO ME! AHHHH! OOOOH! OOOOH, MY! OOOOOOH! AHHHHHH!" Thelma's protests were gradually being replaced by exclamations of lustful arousal. "OOOOH! STOP! STOP BEFORE ITS TOO LATE! OOOOH! Ahhhhh! Ooooooh!"
The exquisitely tingling sensations in her clitoris and vaginal groove were getting the best of her, and she was starting to work her pelvis back and forth in quick, jerky movements as best she could in that spread eagled position. Judy slipped both hands under the other woman's buxom hips, palms upward, and began using her fingers to probe, poking against the fleshy buttocks and teasing the crevice between them. At the same time, the pretty blonde burrowed her tongue even deeper into the vaginal orifice, tormenting the highly sensitive nerve endings around it.
"OOOOOH! OOOOOH, MY! HOWARD, MAKE HER STOP! OOOH! AHHHH! OOOOH! IT'S TOO ... OOOH! YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY! OOOOH, NO ... AHHHHH ... ! ! Thelma was panting heavily despite her conscious opposition to the vile Lesbian caresses. "OOOOH ... I CAN'T STAND ... OOOOOH ... AHHHHH ... OOOOH...."
Judy withdrew her tongue completely from the other woman's hotly drooling cunt and quickly ran it down to her tightly puckered nether hole, where she rapidly twirled it around in a highly knowledgeable manner!
"OOOHHHHH! WHAT ARE...." Thelma shrieked with dismay when she realized what the blonde between her legs was up to. "STOP! OH, MY GOD! AHHHHH...."
The highly stimulating sensation of a slippery tongue flicking against her anal opening sent ice-cold chills racing up and down her spine and forced her to arch her back high off the bed. Judy tormented her smaller orifice for several tantalizing seconds, and then began working her way back up again.
"Why don't you join the party, Howard?" she asked. "Bet she'd love to have some cock in her mouth about now!"
"Guess you're right!" he agreed, hastily peeling off his clothes.
Using her fingers just long enough to separate the outer folds of Thelma's steaming cunt, Judy wriggled her tongue back into the hot, wet groove. She quickly found the older woman's tormented clitoris and began stabbing her tongue against it.
"AHHHHH...." Thelma jerked spasmodically against the ropes that held her prisoner as her highly sensitive clitoris reacted to the lingual caress. "OOOOOH...."
Stripping off all of his clothes to reveal a powerful erection, Howard climbed on to the bed with the two females. Straddling Thelma's spread-eagled body at her breasts, he leaned forward so that his hot, hard penis was towering over Thelma's helpless face. He could feel her hot breath against his throbbing cock as she writhed on the bed in the torment created by Judy's perverse Lesbian caresses.
"Put it in your mouth!" he directed.
Thelma was only to glad to obey. Opening her mouth as far as she could, she twisted her face around until his mushroom-shaped penile crown was poling between her full lips. Once pointed in the right direction, Howard began feeding it to her in gradual stages, pushing a half-inch or so in and then pausing before giving her some more.
"Mmmmm ... mmmmmm ... Mmmmmm...." Muffled sounds of discomfort and sensual enjoyment came from Thelma's mouth as it gradually became stuffed with rock-hard prick. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmmm...."
"She was sure ready for it all right!" Howard remarked to his girl friend as he rested with several inches of throbbing meat thrust deep into his wife's mouth. "Now, while I fuck her face, you can use your tongue to bring her off!"
"Mmmmmmm...." Thelma wanted to protest the bizarre mistreatment he was proposing, yet at the same time she found the proposal quite thrilling.
Howard slipped both hands under Thelma's neck, locking them together to form a cradle. Simultaneously rocking his hips back and forth and raising and lowering her head, he began forcing her to submit to oral intercourse with him. At the same time, Judy continued her lewd assault on Thelma's hot, dripping pussy, plastering her face tightly against the wet meat and flicking her tongue back and forth with long, greedy swipes. Her fingers resumed playing with the other woman's buttocks, and one finger found its way into her anal orifice.
"MMMMM ... MMMMM ... MMMMM ... MMMMM...." Thelma moaned and groaned as the combination of lewd physical pleasures began to overwhelm her completely.
Writhing and twisting on the bed as best she could with her limbs lashed downward in four separate directions, the panting and distraught woman was dismayed at how deeply thrilling it was to be helpless and to have two people dominating her like that, forcing her to submit to the most perverse of pleasures! She felt incredibly hot and breathless all over, and the sparks shooting from her tormented clitoris and twitching cunt made her arch her back and pump her hips repeatedly.
Keeping his grip on her head, Howard thrust his hotly throbbing prick back and forth in her mouth. Learning how to keep her saliva in controllable proportions, Thelma gurgled in an audible fashion each time he drew back. The masculine thrusts became more forceful with the passage of time, relentlessly driving his impaling cock deeper and deeper into her oral cavity until the tip of his spongy cock-head was probing into her throat. Her jaws were aching but she had no desire for relief.
At the same time, Judy was tormenting her relentlessly. Her far-extended tongue was darting up and down in her drooling cuntal groove, teasing every sensitive nerve ending and eliciting gush after gush of honey from her inner reservoirs. One finger was plunged deep up inside her anal canal, while her remaining fingers were busy tantalizing her in every way possible.
"MMMMM ... MMMMM ... MMMMM...." Thelma was becoming more and more distraught. "MMMMM...." Howard began to pump even harder, forcefully drilling his hotly aching prick into her greedily sucking mouth. As Thelma shuddered and shivered in a rapidly progressive fashion. Judy-likewise stepped up her efforts. Her tongue began concentrating on Thelma's lust-bloated clitoris, nibbling and sucking on it in a fashion that only a female would know how to employ. Totally under their domination. Thelma abandoned herself completely and surrendered to the perverse pleasures they were inflicting on her.
'She's going to cum any second!" Howard informed his girl friend.
"MMMMMM...." Emitting a tortured cry of sheer sexual exultation that was largely muffled by Howard's mouth-filling prick. Thelma arched her back high off the bed and surrendered to the spasms of her tempestuous orgasm. "MMMMM...."
Just as the first wave of spasms struck her tormented body, Howard drove forward and blasted his hot, viscous sperm deep into her mouth! Gargling and at times almost strangling on the thick masculine honey that began filling her mouth in voluminous quantities, Thelma found herself consumed by the convulsive spasms that were sweeping through her overheated cunt. Although she was thrashing about frantically, Judy managed to keep her tongue right on target throughout the stormiest parts of the older woman's violent climax.
"MMMMM ... MMMMM...." Thelma groaned as the initial convulsions were followed by more and more intense spasms. Only later did she realize that she had experienced a multiple orgasm. "MMMMM ... Mmmmmmmm...."
Although Judy soon released her grip on the breathless woman, Howard did not withdraw his cock from her mouth until it had gone soft. Although she was out of breath and exhausted from her ordeal, Thelma licked it clean of every trace of his pungent semen before he pulled it out.
"Well, that was an interesting workout!" Judy remarked as she and Howard sat on the bed beside their still helpless victim. "But I must admit that I'm rather frustrated at the moment!"
Howard shrugged and grinned at her. "I'm sure that Thelma will be more than pleased to accommodate you!" he remarked, tongue-in-cheek.
"What?" Thelma gasped. It took a moment for the idea to sink in. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" she screamed with alarm when she realized what he had said. Her arms and legs began thrashing frantically against the ropes that imprisoned her, but all to no avail. "NO! NO! NO!" The very idea made her shudder with total revulsion.
"Well, turnabout is only fair play." Howard tormented her. "After all, she was nice enough to cream you down!"
"OH. HOW HORRIBLE!" Thelma screamed. I COULDN'T POSSIBLY DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT! THAT'S THE MOST DISGUSTING...."
As Thelma continued ranting at them in a horrified voice. Judy calmly wiggled into a kneeling position and sat astride the older woman's midsection with her back to her. Looking up at Judy's cute bare bottom and the vividly pink slit between he legs. Thelma nearly died of shame right on the spot.
"OHHHHH, NO! NO! NO!" she shrieked in a horrified voice. She tried to turn her head away so she wouldn't have to look. "NO! NOT THAT! NO. PLEASE! I COULDN'T POSSIBLY DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT...."
An amused smirk on her pretty face as she glanced back over her shoulder, Judy began working backwards until she was kneeling astride her victim's head: Writhing with horror and revulsion, Thelma found herself looking straight up into Judy's furry nest!
"OH. NO. I COULDN'T POSSIBLY ... THIS IS DEGRADING! OOOOOH NOOOO!" she screamed with unspeakable horror. She kept turning her face away, but her curiosity kept getting the best of her. "NOOOOO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!"
"Here I come, ready or not!" Judy announced in an amused voice.
As she spoke, the shapely blonde stewardess began spreading her knees apart. Thelma screamed and tried to get out of the way, but there was simply nowhere to go. Within moments Judy's girlishly plump bottom was sitting right on her face, nearly overpowering her with a mixture of satiny flesh, pubic hair and girl-meat. Her nose became slotted in the crevice of Judy's bottom, and she found it nearly impossible to breathe!
"OOOOOH! HELP! OOOOOH! OOOOOH!" Completely buried under Judy's weight, Thelma found herself in a desperate struggle to get her breath. At the moment, she was quite positive that she was going to smother to death. "OOOOOH! MMMM! HELP! MMMMMM...."
"Can she breathe?" Howard asked.
"I'm getting her under control!" Judy explained. "Once she sees what I can do to her, she'll be only too glad to eat pussy!"
As she spoke, the naked young blonde wriggled her hips around in a downward fashion, grinding her weight down even more on top of Thelma's face.
"Mmmmmm ... oooooh ... Oooooh...." Thelma found her breath being squeezed away as
Judy's plump bottom completely covered her face without leaving her space to suck in air. Her bound arms and legs jerked spasmodically in an attempt to defend herself, but could not break free from the well-tied ropes.
After allowing her victim to suffer for several seconds, Judy lifted her weight slightly.
"OH, THIS IS HORRIBLE!" Thelma screamed gasping for air, as soon as she got the chance. "DON'T ... UGH...."
Her protests ended abruptly as Judy plopped her plum rear end right down on her face again, and once more poor Thelma found herself buried under an avalanche of plump flesh and pubic hair. Gasping and choking, she began to feel as if she were going to smother. This time Judy waited a full thirty seconds before giving her writhing victim any space to breathe, and when she at last lifted her weight slightly Thelma's face was nearly purple and she was struggling to get all the air she could back into her lungs.
"Ooooooh ... oooooooh.... " she gasped miserably.
"Now start eating pussy!" Judy commanded harshly. "Oh do you want to serve as a throne for my royal bottom some more?"
Thelma could fight it no longer. With Judy hovering over her and giving her barely enough room to breathe in. the humiliated housewife meekly extended her tongue and began caressing Judy's plump cuntal lips. She had never felt so completely degraded in her life.
"Ahhhhh!" Judy emitted a contented sigh as she felt Thelma's tongue servilely caressing her cunt. The ticklish swipes made her wriggle her rotund bottom with sensuously undulating movements. "Get your tongue inside me! You can do it if you try!"
"Ooooooh...."' Thelma shuddered with disgust and self-pity. She wanted to refuse but was scared to death that the vicious young woman would plop her weight right down on her at any moment.
Her nose forced high into the crevice of Judy's pretty bottom, Thelma extended her tongue as far as she possibly could and hesitantly began forcing it between Judy's pink cuntal lips. Pussy juicy quickly began coating her tongue and seeping into her mouth, but there was no way to avoid it. After a few anxious moments, her tongue became slotted between the two plump outer folds and was swimming in the wet interior. Her instant impression was that she was simply going to drown!
"Ahhhhh! Ooooh! There!" Judy exclaimed as she felt the older woman's tongue burrowing into her juicy slit. "Ah! You're catching on! You'll love eating girl meat before you're through!" she added, winking at Howard.
"Mmmmmm.. mmmmm.... " Muffled and half-choking noises came from under Judy's wriggling bottom as Thelma struggled to perform the despicable Lesbian act. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmmm...."
The whole spectacle quickly gave Howard a hotly throbbing erection.
"Here, let me suck on that tool of yours, big boy!" Judy spoke with an amused laugh when she discerned his jutting prick.
"Just a second!" he replied. Going to his travel bag, he produced an oversize dildo that he had purchased on a recent flight to Chicago. The ominous looking artificial phallus was made of firm rubber and was much larger than a normal penis.
"That'll make her squeal!" Judy remarked as she caught sight of the obscene device.
With her vision blocked off by Judy's wriggling bottom, Thelma didn't understand the remark. But a few moments later, she caught on in a hurry! Kneeling on the bed, Howard aimed the massive phallus at his wife's cunt and drove it home!
"OWWWWW!" Thelma shrieked with surprise and pain as the thick dildo suddenly dilated her vagina and smashed all the way to her cervix. "OWWWWW...."
Her back arched up high as she instinctively fought to expel the crude invader that felt as if it were tearing her apart. To make her torment all the worse, Judy was squirming around all over her face, forcing her to gasp for air whenever she got the chance. Warm globs of feminine honey were pouring over her tongue and into her mouth, producing a continual slurping sound as she had no choice but to swallow it.
"OWWWWW ... AHHHH ... OOOOOH...." Thelma cried out in masochistic torment. "AHHHHH ... AHHH...."
Manipulating the huge dildo back and forth inside Thelma's distended cunt, Howard kneeling with one knee between her thighs and another at her side. This gave Judy room to bend forward to take his hotly throbbing cock into her mouth' and the pretty blonde immediately took advantage of the opportunity. Her lips forming a perfect oval, she brushed back her golden hair and leaned forward to engulf his sleek cock-head in her delectable mouth.
"Ahhhh!" Howard caught his breath sharply as the full force of Judy's lewd assault suddenly struck him.
"Mmmmmm!" Judy moaned with delight as she began fellating his blood-swollen tool. "Mmmmmm...."
Trapped between the two of them, Thelma found herself soaring to new heights of masochistic bliss. Given no choice but to serve Judy's drooling cunt with her tongue, she was dismayed to find herself beginning to thoroughly enjoy the enforced Lesbian act. At the same time, the oversize dildo ramming back and forth in her tormented cunt was starting to drive her crazy, forcing her to buck and thrust back and forth as much as she could in that spread-eagled position. The dildo repeatedly scraped against her hotly twitching clitoris, causing it to swell up and send off sparks in all directions.
"Mmmmm ... mmmmm...." the distraught woman moaned repeatedly as she wallowed in the perverse pleasures she was enjoying. "Mmmmmm ... mmmmmmm...."
At the same time, Judy's blonde head was bobbing up and down with rapid swoops as she sucked Howards throbbing cock. With her pretty face straining visibly from holding so much cockmeat in her mouth, she simultaneously sucked and worked her slippery tongue around with fast, twirling movements. She had mastered the trick of swallowing her saliva without missing a stroke, and her blonde head was in constant motion.
"Oh, wow, I can't take too much of this!" Howard confessed as her mouth worked its magic on his lust-bloated and madly pulsating member. "Ahhh!"
"MMMMM ... MMMMM ... MMMMM...." Thelma found herself giving to a highly emotional climax. "MMMMM ... MMMMM...." Wild spasms started shooting through her cunt, forcing her to arch her back high in the air. "MMMMM...."
Judy suddenly withdrew her mouth from Howard's prick, but clutched it furiously with both hands. "OOOOOH, I'M CUMMMMMIIINNNNG!" she screamed in a high-pitched voice.
Grinding her plump bottom around like a burlesque dancer, the cute blonde began coming right on Thelma's face! At the same time, Howard's wildly throbbing cock suddenly burst loose and began spraying white jism all over Judy's face and blonde hair.
"OOOOOH!" Judy squealed, laughing and giggling and sticking her pink tongue out in an effort to catch some of that delicious cream. "OOOOH, MY!"
Rubbing the semen off her face with both hands, she began licking her fingers clean. In her excitement, she momentarily forgot that she was sitting directly on Thelma's face!
"MMMMM...." Thelma moaned as she once again found herself nearly smothering under Judy's cute bottom.
"Hey, you better let her get some air!"
Howard warned his girl friend.
"Okay!" Judy agreed. "What a party, uh?" she enthusiastically asked as she scrambled off of Thelma's face.
Thoroughly sheepish, Thelma didn't want to look either of them in the eye. But they both knew that she had been as thrilled as they by the bizarre proceedings.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was several days before Thelma got around to confessing the affair she had had with the two teenage boys. She made the confession over the telephone when Howard checked in with her after a flight to a distant city. As she was expecting, it would give him a chance to discipline her, perhaps in some new fashion.
"I can't have my wife playing around with the boys in the neighborhood!" he spoke in a stern voice. "When I get back, I want you wearing your punishment uniform! You know what I mean, too!"
"Yes, sir!" Thelma spoke in meek voice.
Late the following afternoon, the brunette housewife found herself standing in front of the bedroom mirror attired in the punishment uniform he had specified. Even in complete privacy, she blushed hotly as she saw herself in the skimpy outfit that consisted of see-through white blouse with nothing at all beneath it, pleated red skirt that had been drastically shortened, black nylon stockings held up by a black garter belt, and platform sandals with five-inch heels.
The very idea of parading around in that abbreviated outfit made her squirm with embarrassment. The shortened skirt failed to cover the tops of her black stockings, and even her garter belt clips and a glimpse of bare white thigh was visible. Moreover, her scarlet nipples and voluptuous breasts were not the least bit concealed by the flimsy blouse, and she could barely refrain from holding her hands up in front of her.
She was deathly afraid that Howard would bring someone home with him. However, he was alone. Scarlet with embarrassment, she could see his eyes light up with interest as he caught sight of her in the shameful costume.
"You can dress like that around the house until further notice!" he told her.
Thelma gulped but did not protest. Her hands tugged uselessly at her abbreviated skirt, but there was nothing she could do to overcome its brazen shortness.
"You're coming down to the basement workshop with me!" he told her, taking her by the arm.
Thelma's knees began getting weak under her as they went down the wooden stops that led to the workshop. She was dying to ask him what he planned to do to he, but perhaps it was better not to know. The workshop was lit by a single overhead light bulb, which made the atmosphere all the more ominous. Thelma looked around curiously as the workshop was his private domain and she hadn't been there in ages.
"Over here!" Howard directed, firmly escorting her over to the work bench.
Thelma was starting to lose her nerve. "Howard, please, don't hurt me!" she suddenly began pleading in a distraught voice. Her heart began thumping rapidly and her teeth started chattering. "Please, don't hurt me!"
"Put your hands behind your back!" Howard demanded, grabbing a length of clothesline rope off of the bench.
"Oh, please don't tie me up, Howard!" Thelma pleaded, almost in tears. "I hate being tied up. It's scary!"
Despite her pleas, however, Howard quickly tied her wrists together behind her back in a crossed position.
"Please, it's too tight! It hurts!" Thelma protested, her fingers fluttering uselessly.
"Get over here!" Howard commanded.
Seating himself on a backless stool, he suddenly pulled Thelma face down over his lap!
"Ooooooh!" Thelma shrieked with surprise and alarm as she suddenly found herself looking at the basement floor with her feet up in the air behind her. She instinctively tried to struggle, but under the circumstances she was no match for him.
Howard quickly flipped up her short red skirt, revealing a pair of well-filled black panties trimmed with white lace. The flimsy garment could barely contain her spacious rump, the lower slopes of which were in fact peeking out from the leg bands of the panties.
"Oh, please don't spank me!" Thelma pleaded, her fingers reaching out in an attempt to defend herself.
Easily holding his squirming victim in position over his lap, Howard reached inside the elastic waistband of her panties and began yanking them firmly down.
"Oh, please, please, don't take them down!" Thelma begged. "They won't do me any good anyway! Please, let me have some dignity!"
"Some dignity!" Howard scoffed. "Picking up a couple of teenage hitchhikers and putting out for them, and you want some dignity!"
With that down came Thelma's black panties! Howard pulled them down below the tops of her black stockings, and then on further reflection decided to pull their completely off.
"NO! No, please!" Thelma pleaded when she realized what he intended to do.
She started kicking her nylon-clad legs in an effort to hinder him, but was not successful. Although he had some difficulty extricating the wispy garment from her platform sandals, he had finally managed to do so and Thelma moaned as her fragile panties were cavalierly tossed on the basement floor. Her buxom, creamy white bottom began flexing and writhing in anxious expectation in that horribly vulnerable position, and she futilely kept trying to twist away to defend herself as much as possible.
"Oh, Howard, please, don't hurt me! Please!" she pleaded, looking back anxiously over her shoulder.
Howard reached into his pocket and produced a red rubber dildo that was an almost exact replica of a human penis.
"Open you legs!" he demanded.
"Oh, no, please!" Thelma pleaded. She had not yet seen the dildo and assumed that he only wished to humiliate her by exposing her like that. "No, please."
"Do as I say!" Howard insisted. "Or you'll get it twice as hard!"
Slowly and with great reluctance, Thelma spread her shapely legs open as he demanded. As soon as her coral-shaped cuntal lips came into view, Howard moved swiftly to insert the dildo and ram it in to the hilt.
"OWWWWW...." Thelma shrieked with surprise and pain as the artificial phallus suddenly and almost brutally opened up her entire vaginal tract. The shock was so great that for a moment she almost fainted. "OWWWWW! It hurts! Take it out!"
Howard held the dildo firmly in place as she bucked up frantically on his lap in an effort to expel it.
"Take it out, please! It hurts! Besides, I don't like having something like that in me!" Thelma pleaded, tears coming into her eyes. "Please, Howard, it's too big! It hurts!"
"When I let go, I want you to hold it in yourself!" Howard told the suffering woman. "Don't let it drop or else!"
"Oh, I can't hold it in there!" Thelma wailed in a highly distressed voice. "It isn't possible!"
"Oh, yes it is!" Howard told her, slowly pulling his hand away from the dildo.
Drawing her legs closely together, Thelma attempted to hold the shameful object inside her pussy. Despite the discomfort it caused, its pressure began to produce pleasurable sensations that soon left her clitoris and vaginal orifice twitching.
Howard held her down firmly with his left hand and forearm, and raised his right hand in the air. SMACK!
"YEOWWW!" Thelma shrieked as his palm landed squarely across her completely defenseless rump. Her brunette head jerked back and her legs flew upward, and for a moment she nearly lost control of the dildo. "OWWWW, THAT HURTS!" she protested.
"You just concentrate on keeping that thing in there!" Howard told her as he raised his hand in the air again.
WHACK! The second spank landed with a resounding smack on the highly sensitive lower slope of her right buttock, momentarily flattening the highly reverberative flesh.
"OWWW!" Thelma yelped, an anguished look suddenly appearing on her pretty face. Her feet swung backward and her body arched up on his lap. "Stop! It hurts! And, oh, that thing in my...."
SPLAT! The next whack interrupted the suffering woman in mid-sentence as it landed low on the opposite cheek.
"OWWW!" Thelma squealed, her body jerking convulsively under the painful blow. "Don't hurt me! Please! I can't hold that awful...."
Smack! Splat! Whack! Holding his helplessly writhing and kicking victim over his lap with one hand, Howard began applying his open palm to her completely bare buttocks with crisp, hard spanks. Howling with anguish, Thelma quickly dissolved in tears as the painful blows set her tender rear end on fire. Her shapely, stocking-clad legs kicked back and forth in an unintentionally provocative fashion, and it was becoming quite a struggle to hold the dildo inside her vagina.
"Owww! Please, stop! That's enough! You don't realize how much it hurts! Owww! Ouch! Please! Owww! No more! I can't take any more!"
Smack! Whack! Smack! As the flaming heat in her rotund bottom began to build up, making each succeeding blow sting and burn all the more, Thelma found herself sobbing hard and thrashing frantically around on his lap. At the same time the cunt-stuffing dildo, despite its highly irritating presence, was making her clitoris and vaginal nerve-endings twitch more and more with each passing moment. She was becoming hot and sticky between the legs, and the combination of pain and pleasure she was experiencing made her pelvic muscles jerk with sensual thrusts.
"Owwww! Stop, please! Owww! No more, I'm just burning up! Owwww!" Thelma begged. "Please! Ouch! Ooooh! This is awful! Owwww! I can't stand any more! Owww! Ouch! Stop! Nooooo! Oooooh!"
"I'm just getting started with you!" Howard told her. "And keep that dildo in you!"
Smack! Whack! Splat! Thelma's buxom bottom was becoming a bright scarlet on both cheeks, and the provocative sight was more than enough to give Howard a throbbing erection. Holding the wriggling and squirming woman down with considerable effort, he repeatedly applied his open palm, first on one side and then on the other. Each wrist-snapping blow momentarily flattened the buxom flesh beneath it, sending waves of rippling flesh in both directions away from it. Smack! Splat! Smack!
"Owwww! Stop, please, it hurts so much! Owwww! Please!" Thelma pleaded in a highly distraught voice. "Owww! Oooooh, no! That's enough! Ouch! Oh, my God! Oooooh! Ouch! Owwwww! Oooooh, noooo! I can't stand it! Owww! Owww! OOOOOH!"
"Your bottom isn't red enough yet!" Howard told her in an unsympathetic tone.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Howard's meaty palm continued to descend against the writhing target at frequent intervals, ranging from her hips down nearly to the tops of her stockings. Thelma's shapely legs were jerking hard and wide, and she was finding it more and more difficult to retain the thick dildo in he slippery vaginal canal. Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Owwww! No, please! Please, stop!" Thelma pleaded, hot tears streaming down both cheeks. "Owwww! Ooooh, no! This is just terrible! It hurts too much! Owwww! Owwww! Oooooh, no! Owwww! Please! Oh, no! Ouch! Owwww! Oooooh! Please, you're killing me! Owwww! Oooooh! Please! Please, have mercy! Oooooh!"
Whack! Splat! Smack! Along with the anguish and humiliation she was enduring, Thelma found herself becoming highly aroused. Her breasts had become taut and her nipples were distended and hypersensitive. Her lust-bloated clitoris was aching in an almost painful manner, and the tormented walls of her cunt were grabbing and clutching at the dildo as if it were living flesh. Foaming pussy juices were soaking it thoroughly and dribbling between her legs.
"Owwww! Ouch! Owwww! Ouch! Please, this is just dreadful! Owwww!" Thelma sobbed. "Owwww! I can't take it! I can't! Oooooh! Ooooh, my! Ooooooh! Owwww! This is terrible! Not so hard! Ouch! Oooooh, no! Owwww!"
Smack! SMACK! Smack! Poor Thelma was beginning to think the ordeal would never end. After one particularly hard smack, the distraught woman suddenly lost control of the dildo and felt it slipping out of her drooling vagina. Moments later it landed on the basement floor.
"I thought I told you to hold that in your cunt!" Howard spoke in an angered voice.
"I couldn't help it!" Thelma said between loud sobs. "I couldn't!"
Howard suddenly lifted her to her feet. Weak-knead after the long workout, for a moment the sobbing woman nearly lost her balance.
"Over here!" Howard demanded, pulling her toward a straight-backed chair.
"What ... what are you go-going to do?" Thelma asked in a fearful, stammering voice. Her wrists yanked at the ropes that held them, but to no avail.
"You'll see!" Howard spoke grimly. "Bend over that chair!" he demanded, pulling the back of the chair towards her.
"No more spanking, please, I couldn't stand it!" Thelma pleaded. She was still weeping hard.
"Just do as I say!" Howard instructed.
As the hapless woman bent over the back of the chair, Howard picked up several lengths of rope and draped them over one arm. Kneeling at her right, he began looping one of the ropes around her right ankle, where it stood out prominently against her black nylon, and the leg of the chair.
"Please, don't tie me! I hate being all tied up!" Thelma pleaded.
Securing her right ankle to the chair leg, he switched to the opposite side and tied her left ankle to the other rear leg of the chair. Standing up, he took another length of rope and formed a lasso with it. Thelma squirmed unhappily as he slipped the lasso around her neck.
"Please, don't. You'll choke me with that!" she protested. "That's dangerous!"
Howard began pulling the rope downward, giving her no choice but to bend forward at the waist.
"No! Stop! What are you doing? Stop! Please, this is uncomfortable!" Thelma protested. "Oh, no, this is awful! Please!" she wailed.
Howard didn't stop until Thelma was bent nearly double at the waist, and then he secured the rope firmly to one of the chair legs. Confident that she would not be able to break loose from that position, he stepped behind her and pulled her red skirt up to the waist.
"Ooooh, no, please!" Thelma pleaded, feeling horribly vulnerable with her buxom hips jackknifed up higher than the rest of her body. "Don't spank me any more! Please! I'm still on fire! Please, I couldn't take it!"
"You're not going to be spanked," Howard assured her.
As he spoke, he undid his fly, reached inside, and hauled out his stiffly erect and hotly throbbing penis.
"W-what are ... are you go-going to ... to do?" Thelma asked in a quavering voice. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see his erection.
Without replying, Howard stepped behind her and began employing his thumbs and fingers to spread open the cheeks of her plump bottom!
"OOOOH, NO! NOOOOO!" Thelma screamed in unspeakable horror when she realized what he apparently intended to do. "NOOOO! NOT UP MY ... OOOOH, NOOO! PLEASE! I COULDN'T POSSIBLY STAND THAT! PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT THAT! OH, PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU! PLEASE! I COULDN'T STAND IT! OH, NOT THAT!"
The desperate woman lunged frantically against the ropes that lashed her to the chair, but they had been expertly tied and nothing gave way. Cringing as she felt his fingers remorselessly spreading her helpless buttocks open, she tried to twist from one side to the other but there was no escape. In total desperation, she tried to concentrate on forcing her anal canal closed with her sphincter muscles to keep him out, although that of course was not possible.
"HOWARD, PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!" she begged, loud sobs accompanying her words. "I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME IF YOU DO THAT TO ME ... NO! PLEASE! I'M JUST BEGGING YOU! OH, DON'T, PLEASE...."
As her small pink hole came into view, Howard prepared to align his hotly throbbing prick with the diminutive target. Although Thelma was twisting around in a completely frantic manner, there was no way for her to avoid the sadistic impalement. Using one hand, Howard pressed the tip of his rigidly erect tool directly in the center of the crinkly orifice.
"OOOOH, NOOOO...." Thelma emitted a grief-stricken wail as she defenselessly awaited her demeaning fate.
Howard paused for a moment and then pressed forward, employing plenty of muscle to wedge his massive cock into the small opening. Despite all that Thelma did to try to prevent it, Howard's spongy cock-head pushed ruthlessly into her completely vulnerable anus!
"OWWWW!" Thelma shrieked with unbearable anguish as she felt herself being painfully sodomized. "Owww! STOP! IT'S TOO BIG! IT WON'T FIT! TAKE IT OUT BEFORE I DIE! OOOOH! OWWWW!"
Her sphincter muscles began working frantically in an effort to expel the unwelcome invader, but were simply not equal to the task. The horrible pain broke her down into loud sobs, and she kept twisting wildly in an effort to escape although her attempts only succeeded in making her feel more uncomfortable. The lasso had pulled tight around her neck and was nearly choking her.
"OWWWW! TAKE IT OUT! PLEASE, TAKE IT OUT!" Thelma cried out in an anguished voice. "PLEASE, I CAN'T STAND IT! IT'S WAY TOO BIG! OH, THIS IS JUST DREADFUL! PLEASE, I CAN'T STAND THE PAIN!"
As his huge prick-head disappeared into the tiny aperture, Howard paused for a moment to let her get accustomed to it. Holding her at the waist with both hands to control her even more, he then proceeded to force another half-inch of his hard cock into her virginal rectum.
"OWWWW! THE OTHER WAY! OWWW!" Thelma screamed in anguish. "YOU'RE TEARING ME APART! OOOH, NO! TAKE IT OUT! I CAN'T STAND IT! PLEASE!"
The suffering woman felt as if a bayonet had been jammed into her rear end, and the pressure as it forced her anal canal wide open felt as if he were in fact tearing her apart. She had never known such pain before. She kept working her pelvic and sphincter muscles in a desperate effort to force him out, but could make no headway.
"PLEASE, HOWARD! OOOOH! OWWW! I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Thelma repeated pleading with her sadistic husband. "PLEASE, HAVE MERCY! PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU!"
"It'll go in even farther!" Howard told her.
"OH, NO, NO, NO!" Thelma protested. "NO, I COULDN'T STAND IT...."
Keeping his grip on her waist, Howard ruthlessly forced another half-inch of his solid prick into her tiny nether opening.
"OWWW!" Thelma screamed again as the pressure became even worse. "OOOH. NOOO! THIS IS TERRIBLE! OWWW! TAKE IT OUT! PLEASE. TAKE IT OUT! OOOH, YOU'RE TEARING ME APART DOWN THERE!"
With his hotly throbbing masculine member solidly implanted in her exquisitely tight channel, Howard slowly began thrusting back and forth with savage strokes.
"OH, NO, IT HURTS SO MUCH! PLEASE, DON'T! PLEASE! OWWWW!" Thelma begged in a distraught voice. "PLEASE. TAKE IT OUT! PUT IT IN THE OTHER HOLE! PLEASE. I JUST CAN'T STAND THIS! IT'S RIPPING ME OPEN! OWWWW! OOOH, NOOO...."
Holding his miserably wiggling and pitifully begging victim at the waist, Howard found himself thoroughly enjoying the back door approach. The incredible tightness of her anal passage created highly pleasurable sensations that he'd never felt before, and her frantic wriggles unintentionally made it all the more gratifying.
"You better get used to it because you're going to get butt fucked quite a bit from now on!" Howard informed his miserable wife.
"OH, NO, NO, HOWARD!" Thelma pleaded in a despairing voice. "PLEASE, IT HURTS TOO MUCH!" Tears of shame and pain were streaming down her cheeks, and her hotly flushed and contorted face revealed her torment.
Reaching in front of her and clasping her pendulous breasts through her see-through blouse, Howard kept pumping more and more of his turgid cock into the hot buttery depths of her mercilessly defiled rectum. Each forward thrust drove his hotly pounding cockmeat deep into the narrow channel, producing loud groans and gasps from his miserable victim. As his powerful hands tantalized her highly sensitive bosom and taut nipples, Thelma could not refrain from writhing with sensuous movements although that increased her discomfort.
"OH, HOWARD, PLEASE, I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Thelma pleaded in a breathless voice. She wanted to scream but her throat felt horribly parched. "PLEEEESE! OH, THIS IS JUST DREADFUL! OOOH...."
As Howard's hot, hard prick slid relentlessly back and forth inside the tight passage, Thelma's sphincter muscle kept up a valiant but quite unsuccessful effort to oppose the foreign invader. The frantic attempts to expel it served only to intensify
Howard's lustful enjoyment, and he began to pump with swifter and more forceful strokes.
"OH, NO. PLEASE, HOWARD. IT HURTS SOMETHING AWFUL!" Thelma gasped in a sobbing voice. "OH. PLEASE. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME! OUCH! OH NO! PLEASE!" Her knees felt weak under her and she was sagging over the back of the chair, while violent stabs of pain were wracking her anal canal.
"Feels great to me!" Howard tormented her as he continued to accelerate the pace.
"OH, HOWARD, PLEASE, I JUST CAN'T STAND IT!" Thelma begged between loud and prolonged sobs. "I CANT! OUCH! OW! OH. NO!"
Massaging his anguished victim's voluptuous breasts with one hand, Howard slid his other hand down to her midsection and began exploring her slippery, hot pussy with his fingers. Separating the puffy outer labia with a small squishing sound, he slipped two fingers into the wet furrow and began tickling her twitching clitoris and vaginal orifice. Hot gushes of feminine syrup quickly inundated his fingers with their warm, pungent oils.
"OOOOH, OOOH! OWWW! OOOH!"
Thelma's cries of pain became mixed with gasps of lustful arousal. "OUCH! OOOOH! OUCH! OOOH!" Her eyes tightly closed, Thelma began wallowing in intense masochistic torment. "OOOOH! IT FEELS SO ... OOOOH! OWWW! OOOOOH! OH, THIS IS ... OOOOH. . . "
Fully in command of her helplessly bound and tormented body, Howard tantalized her with lewd thrusts of his fingers as his rock-hard and madly pulsating cock repeatedly violated her defenseless anal canal. Becoming more and more aroused, Thelma writhed with sensuous, undulating movements that made the unnatural penetration all the more intensely stimulating for both of them. The sharp, knife-like stabs of pain became almost unbearable at times, forcing loud, anguished cries of agony from her lips.
"OH, HOWARD, OOOOH! OOOH! OOOOH! IT FEELS SO ... I DON'T THINK I CAN TAKE ... OOOOH ... OWWW ... OOOOH...." Thelma blubbered in a frenzy of anguished lust, quite unaware of what she was saying. "OOOOH!, MY! OOOH ... I CAN'T ... OH, THIS IS ... OH , GOD! OUCH! OOOH! OH, MY ... OOOOH...."
Jabbing his fingers deep into her sweltering cunt and rapidly fingerfucking her with movements that scraped against her highly agitated magic button, Howard slammed his lust-bloated cock into her small tunnel with jackhammer-like thrusts. The deeply penetrating drives felt like a knife cutting deeply into her belly, driving the tormented woman into a frenzy of masochistic delirium.
"OOOOH! OOOH! I'M CUMMM...." Thelma screamed as orgasmic hysteria took possession of her tortured body. "OOOOOH...."
Howard thrust forward with all his might and sent his hot semen spewing up into the depths of her savagely defiled rectum with furious bursts! Screaming with a delicious mixture of pain and total sexual release, Thelma found herself experiencing a shattering climax. Violent spasms raced through her body, one after another, and a flood of feminine honey bubbled exuberantly from her overheated cunt.
"OOOOH...." Thelma repeatedly gasped, sagging weakly over the back of the chair. The tormented woman was already beginning to wonder what new terrible thrill would be in store for her next.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Before I come back from my next flight, I want you to round up those two teenagers you were fooling with!" Howard told his wife at breakfast the next morning.
"Ben and Ned? What on earth for?" Thelma asked.
"You'll see!" Howard refused to explain.
Two days later the two teenagers were seated rather uneasily in the living room with Thelma when Howard arrived home.
"Thelma, go into the bedroom and strip down to garter belt and hose!" Howard instructed her bluntly.
Her face instantly becoming quite red, Thelma hastily left the room. In the bedroom she undressed as he had ordered, leaving on her white, lace-trimmed garter belt and sheer black nylon stockings. Her heart was starting to thump as she realized that Howard had something in mind with the two teenagers, but she couldn't imagine what it was.
It was several minutes before Howard entered the bedroom, followed by the two boys. Trying to cover herself with her hands, Thelma was quick to discern that the two boys had big smirks on their faces. A moment later, she noticed the camera in Howard's hand!
"Howard, what in the world is going on here?" she asked in an alarmed voice. "Get undressed, boy!" Howard instructed.
"You're about to become a film star, Thelma!"
"A film star!" Thelma could hardly believe her ears. "W-what? You can't be serious! You don't think I would...."
"It's going to be called 'The Sandwich' and you'll soon see why!" Howard told her.
Thelma's mind was reeling and she couldn't think straight at all. As she stood there completely flabbergasted, the two teenagers quickly peeled off all their clothes. The presence of the partially clad woman had been more than sufficient to give them both throbbing erections.
"Stretch out on the bed, Ned!" Howard directed, checking his camera to see that it was in working order.
The husky teenager quickly stretched out on the bed in a supine position with his firm erection jutting upward.
"Go on, Thelma, get on top of him and put that cock of his in your cunt!" Howard instructed. "I'm not going to start the camera until Ben gets on the bed and starts to...."
"What are you going to...." Thelma asked, her eyes growing wide with alarm as she suddenly realized what the title of the movie signified. "YOU'RE NOT...."
"Come on!" Howard directed.
"Oh, for heaven's sakes, I couldn't possibly...." Thelma burst out as full realization dawned on her. "NOT ONE IN MY CUNT AND THE OTHER UP MY ... OH, NO! I COULDN'T STAND IT! I COULDN'T POSSIBLY...."
The voluptuous brunette housewife felt a wild surge of fear and horror racing through her body at the very idea of the bizarre double impalement. For a moment, her knees nearly went out from under her. Yet at the same time she secretly knew that beneath it all she really wanted to be abused in that far-out fashion!
"Hurry up!" Howard directed as the two well-built teenagers, their masculine sabers ready, waited impatiently.
Thelma was breathless and quivering with fear and mounting excitement as she moved into a kneeling position over Ned's supine figure. As the others looked on, she embarrassedly slotted his rock-hard throbbing teenage cock between the two petulant outer folds of her pink furrow and began drilling herself down upon it. She was already wet and the connection was quite smooth.
"Ah, that's what I need!" Ned remarked as he watched his hotly swollen prick disappearing from view.
"Oh, I don't see how you expect to...." Thelma exclaimed, darting an apprehensive glance at Ben's thick sausage as she felt Ned's turgid masculine tool dilating her virginal walls. "There wouldn't be enough room! There just wouldn't be! It'd hurt too much! Please, let's try something else instead!"
Ned reached upward, clasping her by the shoulders and pulling her downward.
"Oh, no, Howard, please!" Thelma protested although she found the grotesque idea more and more exhilarating with each passing moment. "Please, it can't be done! I know what I'm talking about. Ben's prick is so big and so is Ned's! Please!"
"Okay, Ben," Howard said. "Hop on the bed and I'll start the camera rolling!"
Thelma continued pleading as Ben crawled into a kneeling position behind her. A wildly distraught look on her face, Thelma kept glancing back anxiously over her shoulder as Ned held her in position. "The camera's rolling!" Howard announced. "OH, PLEASE, I COULDN'T STAND IT!" Thelma screamed as she felt Ben's rough fingers separating her ass-cheeks in a thoroughly lewd fashion. "PLEASE, THERE'S NOT ENOUGH ROOM! PLEASE! OH, PLEASE! HOWARD, LET'S DO SOMETHING ELSE! PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU! DON'T LET HIM PUT IT IN MY...."
Despite her frantic and highly fearful wriggles, Ben maneuvered his hotly palpitating and fully elongated prick into alignment with the tiny aperture. Holding her at the waist, the husky teenager thrust forward!
"OWWWWW!" Thelma's bloodcurdling scream made all of them wince. "OWWWW...."
Despite his victim's anguish, Ben sadistically thrust forward to plunge his turgid cock inside her exquisitely tight nether canal.
"OWWWW! TAKE IT OUT! OHHH! I CAN'T STAND IT! THERE'S NO WAY YOU CAN GET BOTH OF THEM IN THERE!" Thelma screamed in anguish, tears dripping down her contorted face. The pressure created by Ned's solid hunk of meat in her vagina made the second assault all the more agonizing.
"Get it in some more!" Howard directed as he moved around to film the scene at various angles.
"OWWWW!" Thelma screamed. "NO MORE! NO MORE! OH, MY GOD! NOOOO!"
In all of her previous adventures, the submissive brunette housewife had never reached such a fever pitch of masochistic anguish. The two, bone hard, thick masculine harpoons fully dilated her vaginal and anal canals, and it felt as if they were tearing her apart.
"There!" Ben announced with satisfaction as he thrust his hotly pulsating cock as far as it could into the tightly clinging tunnel, and his pendulous balls slapped against her pillowy ass-cheeks.
"OOOOH! OWWWW! OOOOH!" Thelma gasped with a breathless mixture of pain and erotic arousal. "OH, IT HURTS SO MUCH! OOOH, YOU'RE JUST RIPPING ME OPEN I CAN'T BELIEVE THERE'S TWO PRICKS IN ME! I CAN'T BELIEVE...."
"There's two pricks in you, all right!" Howard said, zooming the camera in for a close-up. "Okay, boys, start putting it to her!"
"Okay!" Ned agreed. From his position at the base of the human triangle, the well built teenager began rocking and thrusting his pelvis back and forth with virile strokes. The presence of the other cock filling her rectum made her hot, wet cunt much tighter than it would have otherwise been.
At the same time, Ben began thrusting from the rear, driving his thick battering ram deep into the hot buttery lengths of her incredibly narrow nether tunnel. Narrowly separated by the thin membrane between them, the two swollen masculine organs moved back and forth with machine-like thrusts.
"OOOOH! OH! OOOH! Thelma exclaimed. "I CAN'T ... OOOOH! OH, MY ... OWWW ... OOOH...."
Trapped between the two powerfully aroused young males, the shapely brunette housewife could barely cope with the bewildering, lustful sensations created by the bizarre double-fucking. Her tiny clitoris was fluttering with nearly unbearable tension as it reacted to the pressure created by the two blood-engorged, thrusting pricks, and hot gushes of feminine honey were foaming continuously from her cuntal slit.
"OOOOH! OH, MY! IT FEELS SO ... OOOH...." she gasped in a panting, strained voice. "OOOH ... I CAN'T ... IT'S ... OWW ... OH, MY! OOOH ... THIS IS ... OWWW ... OOOH...."
"Give it to her, boys!" Howard directed. "Really make her squeal!"
"We will!" Ben promised, grunting from his exertions as he repeatedly slammed his rigid prick into the diminutive opening of her rectum with brutal force.
The double assault was quickly driving Thelma into a masochistic frenzy. "OOOH! OOOH! OH, I CAN'T ... OOOH...." she gasped in a breathless voice. "Ben, can you feel Ned's prick in me? Can you? Can you?" she asked with almost desperate curiosity.
"Sure, sure!" Ben replied as he continued speeding up the tempo with quick, jerky thrusts of his pelvis.
"OOOOH ... OOOH...." Thelma panted. "Ned, can you feel Ben's prick in me? Can you?" she asked, apparently obsessed by the idea.
"Yeah, I sure can!" Ned replied, punctuating his words with even more savage thrusts of his lust-bloated masculine spear.
"Speed it up, boys!" Howard directed as he continued to move around with the camera pointed at them. "Really put it to her!"
"OOOOH! OWWWW! OOOH!" Thelma gasped in a totally distraught voice. Thoroughly aroused by the bizarre mistreatment, the brunette housewife was wriggling as much as she could in the sardine-like position. "OOOOH! OOOOH! MY CUNT'S ... OWWW ... OHHH ... I'M GOING TO ... OOOH! OWWW...."
"Harder, boys, harder!" Howard urged.
"Okay, okay!" both of them agreed in unison.
"OOOOH ... AHHH ... OWWW...." Thelma's outcries were becoming louder and more strained. "OOOH ... AHHHH ... OOOOH ... OWWW! OOOOH ... OOOOH...."
The hotly tormented housewife found herself rapidly approaching the limits of her endurance. Totally breathless and faint with erotic rapture, she could feel the approaching thunderstorms of a climax of earthquake proportions. The two swiftly jamming and stabbing masculine bayonets moved back and forth in their adjoining tunnels at an ever accelerating pace, penetrating to the nether depths of both of her feminine canals. Her lust-expanded clitoris was a miniature bomb ready to go off at any moment.
"Harder, boys, harder!" Howard kept urging the two panting teenagers.
"Okay, okay!" they replied.
"OOOH ... OOOH ... AHHH ... I'M CUMM ... AHHH...." Thelma screamed and gave way to violent shudders as the first wave of her climax swept over her lust-tortured body.
"NOW!" Howard yelled at the two boys.
Driving with all their might, the two young men climaxed with the precision of a military operation. Throwing his pelvis up and back with everything he had in it, Ned sent his hot masculine lava spewing deep into Thelma's ever-hungry cunt with hot blasts. At the same time, Ben slammed forward with all the power he could muster, and began jetting his hot masculine cream into her smaller tunnel.
"OOOOH! AHHH! OOOOH!" Thelma gasped in a delirium of lustful ecstasy. Although totally caught up in the sweet spasms of her own orgasm, she was distinctly aware of the two separate streams of hot masculine cream spurting into her in voluminous surges. The walls of both of her feminine channels sucked inward as if trying to extract every last drop of semen from the two exploding pricks. "OOOOH! OOOH ... OOOOH ... I CAN'T BELIEVE ... TWO PRICKS AT ONCE ... TWO PRICKS ... TWO PRICKS...."
"Thanks fellows!" Howard remarked as the breathless threesome gradually disentangled. "This is going to make some movie!"
"Two pricks at once ... two pricks...." Thelma kept repeating over and over as the two teenagers made their exit. "Two pricks ... two pricks ... What are you going to think of next?"
"Don't worry, dear, I'll think of something!" Howard assured her.
Although physically and emotionally drained by the masochistic ordeal, Thelma knew she was prepared to endure whatever torment he would inflict on her. She had become a completely helpless sex slave.
