Author: Daddy Walker Title: Giving Him The Ass Keywords: MFF anal nc tort rape ws snuff ------------------ Giving Him The Ass Michelle was sitting with her bare feet on the dashboard, smiling enticingly to Mark. He had a bothered look on his face. - "Come on baby, tell me!", she said. - "Stop messing with me.", he answered. "I'm trying to drive here." The road was crooked and narrow. It was hot outside, and Michelle wore nothing but a short summer dress, straining over her large breasts, and a pair of silk panties, digging into her wet cunt. Mark was sitting behind the wheel in a pair of shorts, showing off his shirtless, muscled chest. They were in their mid-twenties, both fresh out of college. He was black-haired, about 6'2", and she was a 5'3" perfectly sculpted, bleached blonde. They had been on holiday for almost 2 weeks, and now they were on their way home. For the last hours they had been driving through a forest on the side of some mountain. It bored Michelle, and she was entertaining herself by pushing Mark on a subject that clearly bothered him. Why was he so desperate to fuck her up the ass? It had become increasingly obvious over the last days that he was really hoping to get it again on this trip. She kept smiling, seeking his attention, and continued. - "Is it because it feels so much better, or is it because you just want me to suffer for you?" He looked at the road and didn't answer. Teasing him was fun. He was obviously desperate about this, but for some reason he was unable to do anything about it. They had been together for 3 years, and she was still waiting to find some kind of beast inside that huge, testosterone filled muscle-package. But Mark kept being a good boy, restraining himself the way he seemed to think he was supposed to. Right now for instance, she would have been perfectly happy if he had reached over the seat, grabbed her hair, and pulled her down to suck his cock. She was horny... She could tell by his grumpiness that he needed to fuck too, but the road seemed to keep going forever. They had been driving for over an hour without meeting a soul. Right at that point, Mark suddenly started to slow the car down. He looked out over by her side, down into some sort of ravine. - "What are you doing?", Michelle asked. She couldn't see anything but a river down there. - "I see something", he said, slowing the car down to a crawl. When she looked carefully she caught a reflection. She focused harder and realized that he was right. For a brief moment she saw a car rammed into a tree. There had definitely been an accident. For some reason, she felt a strange, forbidden excitement. At the very least, this was an excuse to stop the car. Mark was already backing up. - "There was a road going in here", he said. They found a little gravel road at the same side as the accident. Around the first bend there was some sort of old, small wooden dam. It was a perfect little hiding place for their car. Mark got out and looked down by the side of the cascading water. - "There is a path here. Look, you can see the car!" While they climbed down the steep slope, Michelle considered the possibility that there was some revolting old dead guy in the wreck. She had never really seen a dead person before, and she hoped it wouldn't disgust her. At the bottom of the ravine, she was shocked by the sight that met her. This wasn't an old accident. There was steam coming from the car engine. The dirt was torn out of the ground just in front of the crash, and when she looked back she saw a path of small, broken trees along the slope where the car must have come down. There were trees everywhere, filling the valley down to the river bed, and the leaves were so thick that it was as walking under a dense, green roof. Mark had walked up to the driver's seat and then shied away from there with a disgusted look on his face. Michelle saw a body from behind, hanging over the steering wheel. What she could see of the head looked almost completely smashed, and there was blood all the way up to the trunk. She walked closer and looked down at the body in the car. It was a guy in swimming trunks, but they were pulled down around his ankles, and his huge cock was hanging out in the open. She didn't even realize that she had stopped, staring at the massive organ in a rush of excitement, until Marks voice tore her out of the moment. - "I think there someone else lying here.", he said. Mark kept walking in front of the car, to the rocks at the shore of the river. There was a girl lying in the grass. - "I think she's alive!", he shouted. When Michelle came closer, she saw a blonde with short-cut, slightly red-toned hair. She looked young, maybe around 18 years old, and she wore only a string bikini. She was on her stomach in a twisted position. At the bottom of her smooth, perfectly tanned back there was a really big, red and blue swelling. Mark crouched over her, listening for breath. When he touched her face carefully, she moaned. Michelle couldn't help but notice how pretty the girl was. Mark started speaking softly. - "Hello? Can you hear me? You've had an accident." Everything was silent for a few seconds, and then there was another moan, and the girl slowly opened her eyes. Her face twisted in pain. She made the most horrifying sound and lost consciousness again. Michelle watched the beautiful body relax in the grass. - "Oh my god Mark, it's horrible!", she whispered. "What are we going to do?" - "I don't know", Mark answered, getting up and taking Michelle in his arms. "I think her back is broken." There were scratches on one the unconscious girl's cheeks and bruises and a bump on the forehead. - "She was lucky she didn't break her neck as well...", Michelle whispered distractedly. - "I don't think luck is the right word here.", Mark answered. "I don't know how much time she'll have unless we find help." Michelle seemed to have lost her attention for a moment. She was looking back at the car with dreaming eyes. - "Why do you think it happened?" She had a pretty good idea of what had happened, and from Marks answer, he seemed to be thinking along the same lines. - "From what I saw, she was probably giving him a blow job or something. The stupid fuckers!" There was an anger in Mark's voice that Michelle hadn't expected. She found herself really liking it. It made her cunt juice. She hugged him harder, and they just stood there for a few moments. Her mind wandered, and after a while she started talking in a dreaming, sad voice. - "When I was 10", she said, "my father hit a deer while we were going home. It bounced off the hood and lay twisting in the middle of the road. After a while, it calmed down. I was so sad. We had a pick-up truck, so I wanted him to take the deer to the doctor. It didn't look that hurt to me. But he just told me that he couldn't go through all that trouble just for an animal." She paused for a moment before she kept going. She was quiet now, almost whispering. - "He walked out in front of the truck and grabbed the horns. Then he put the neck between his legs, and just twisted and twisted until you could see the neck break. It kept fighting and screaming... Afterwards... He just dragged the body off the road... I cried so much." She looked up at Mark again, and now she had tears in her eyes. He held her tightly. - "It's ok baby..", he said comfortingly. "It's ok... I'll fix this. Don't worry." They hugged for half a minute before he spoke again. - "I think I should really go see if I can call someone. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to wait here?" Michelle looked at the wounded girl. They couldn't leave such a helpless, beautiful creature alone, no matter what... - "I think I want to stay with her.", Michelle hesitated. - "Fine, I'll be right back.", Mark whispered with a careful kiss. While he walked up towards the car, Michelle sat down next to the unconscious girl. You could see the girl's chest moving at each breath. After a while, Michelle reached out and stroked the short bright hair. It was soft. Michelle wondered what the girl had thought when she had realized that they were going off the road. And Michelle wondered how that beautiful little mouth had looked, sucking on the massive cock. She just couldn't help herself... The girl didn't show any sign of waking up again. Michelle leaned back against a small fallen tree. She tried lifting the unconscious head into her lap. There was no reaction. The head was heavy and warm. Michelle tried to pull the hem of her dress away, so she wouldn't disturb that peaceful face. She ended up pulling the dress all the way up to her panties. After hesitating, Michelle reached her fingers down to the silk covering her own cunt. The cloth was wet through, just as she had suspected. She fought a desire to press harder and rub, and she pulled the dress back down an inch, hoping that it would be enough to cover her up. Then she began stroking the girl's hair again and started talking. - "Ssshh... Sssshhh... It's going to be alright! Don't worry, I'll help you. You can sleep." Michelle didn't really know what she was doing anymore. For some reason, the girls closest nipple had hardened inside the little string bikini bra. The breast looked big and perfectly shaped. Michelle felt a sting of jealousy. She had always wanted breasts like that. She found herself moving a hand out. She stopped for a second when she realized what she was doing, but eventually she gave in. The breast was warm and soft. She touched it carefully. As she cupped it through the swimming cloth material she could feel a stiff nipple against her palm. She liked it... The girl suddenly tensed up, and Michelle quickly removed her hand with a rapidly beating heart. A few seconds later, the girl opened her eyes up. She was relaxed, and this time she didn't seem to be in so much pain. She moaned, and then she started to whisper. Her mouth seemed dry. - "Help me." - "Don't worry.", Michelle said, still trying to compose herself. "My boyfriend is on his way to call someone. We'll take care of you." The girl was silent for a second before she answered. - "I can't feel my legs." - "Don't worry about anything now.", Michelle continued. "What's your name?" - "Lisa." Michelle hesitated for a moment before she continued. - "Just rest Lisa... I promise everything will be ok." Lisa seemed to calm down, and soon she just sort of faded out again. Mark came walking, but he stopped, and Michelle got the impression that he had something to say. She managed to get up without disturbing Lisa, and Mark spoke quietly. - "I can't get the phone to work, there is no signal." There were a few moments of silence as they both considered their situation. Michelle's mind seemed to wander, and she started looking around. - "What were they doing out here, anyway?", she said with frustration. - "I have no idea", Mark answered. "There must be somewhere to swim around here or something... I don't know what to do. It would have been a lot better if he could have just driven properly! Or if she could have stayed away from his cock..." Mark seemed to understand that this might not be the best situation to be saying those things, and he stopped himself with a regretful look on his face. Michelle on the other hand felt happy when she saw him lose control again, even if it was just for a second. She looked back at the unconscious girl. - "Well, what are we going to do? Do you think we can leave her here like this?" Mark thought for a moment. - "No, I don't think so", he said. "Maybe we would get in trouble, even if we did it just to go for help..." There was another moment of silence before he continued. - "The only thing I can think of is if you stayed, and I left for help. Except we have no way of knowing how much time it would take." Michelle curled up against his body, and they stood quietly for another few moments. She reached up to kiss him. Then she looked him in the eyes, and hesitated before she spoke. - "I don't think I want to stay here alone baby." A very long silence followed. Michelle finally broke it with a quiet, seductive voice. She knew what she wanted now... - "She might as well have fallen all the way into the river, right?", she asked. She waited for Mark to answer, but he didn't, so she repeated the end of her question with a whisper. - "Right?" Mark looked down at her. He was confused by the excitement in her face and her voice. - "What do you mean?" - "I just don't think it's fair", Michelle answered quietly. "We tried to help her, we really did..." She hesitated for a long time, before she looked up again and continued. - "Maybe it's best... if we just put her out of her misery..." They were both silent for a while. Mark started to say something, but then he stopped himself. Michelle looked down again, uncertain of what he was thinking. She hesitated again before she continued. - "I don't know... I just don't know what to do." She pressed herself closer to his body. Her panties were completely soaking now, and she was hoping that he would feel the wetness against the skin on his thigh. She was starting to feel very nervous. What if he reacted the wrong way? - "We can do whatever we want right?", she said. "No one will ever know..." She kissed him softly. When he answered, it seemed more as he was thinking out loud than answering her question. - "No. Not if we throw her in the river..." Michelle smiled in overwhelming relief. He was actually thinking it! She started caressing his body, leaned up and kissed the side of his neck, and then she started whispering into is ear from below. The arousal had returned to her voice. - "Do you know what you could do baby?" She looked up in his eyes. He was looking back, waiting for her to continue, and she smiled seductively up at him. - "You could take her in the ass before we do it!" He didn't answer. It seemed he was fighting his usual struggle between what he wanted to do and what he dared. Michelle put the palm of her hand over his crotch, massaging his cock. - "I know you want to feel an ... asshole ... right now baby... No one will ever know... I will help you do it!" She felt his cock grow against her hand. She was still expecting him to stop her at any moment, to talk her into reason. But he didn't. Kneeling down slowly, she started unbuttoning his shorts. Then, looking up into his eyes, she reached in, took the long, swollen cock out, and closed her mouth around it. ... They were standing over Lisa, and Michelle pointed to the fallen tree right by their side. - "We can put her over that, can't we? Wouldn't that be perfect?" She knelt down next to the unconscious girl to caress the beautiful face. After a while the fingers wandered over to the miscolored swelling on the back. Michelle let out a moan of fascinated arousal. She lay back in the grass and started to work her own panties off. Then she sat up, realizing that she had never soaked a pair of panties so completely through before. Her entire palm became wet as she held them. She smiled to herself, and then she began gently dabbing Lisa's face with the cunt-moist cloth. It didn't take long to get a reaction. Michelle leaned in closer and whispered soothingly. - "Ssshhhh! Everything is ok. We've called for help. Don't worry about anything, ok?" Lisa seemed to stay calm. Soon Michelle looked up at Mark with a smile. - "Ok, do it now!", she said softly. Mark bent down and grabbed Lisa's legs without any reaction from the injured girl, but once he started pulling her body twisted, and suddenly she started screaming. Michelle caressed the blond hair and kept speaking comfortingly. - "Ssshhhhh, sssshhhh, you poor little thing..." Lisa's screams continued, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. Mark hurried, and soon he had lifted the legs over to the other side of the tree-trunk. Lisa was still lying in the grass, but her ass was bent over the trunk, and her legs were extended backwards. Slowly her cries subsided into quiet tears. Michelle spoke to her again. - "I'm sorry we had to hurt you, ok Lisa?" Lisa looked up. She seemed completely awake now. - "Please stop! Please! Help me!" Michelle let out a friendly smile. Then it seemed as if she slipped into a dream state. - "Ssshhhhh, I'm going to help you... I'm going to save you, I promise... No one is going to hurt you again... You're so helpless and pretty... Don't be afraid..." Michelle kept stroking the hair for long time, staring emptily out into the trees. When she finally looked up at Mark, the look in her eyes had changed. She was a predator... She crawled forward without hesitating, reached up to the soft ass that was pushed up into the air between them, and started playing with the band of the bikini bottom. - "Pull them down baby!", she commanded. "I want you to do it!" Mark bowed down, grabbed the swim cloth panties, and pulled them down Lisa's legs. When she was naked, he spread her legs, revealing a shaved crotch. There was a short moment where Lisa's screams seemed to make him hesitate in spite of his obvious arousal. Michelle urged him on. - "Take your cock out for me baby!" He did as she said, reaching inside his unbuttoned shorts to take out his swollen shaft. It was only half hard now, but it still looked far to big to fit inside Lisa's little ass. Michelle leaned forward and took her boyfriend's cock into her mouth again. When he was all hard, she leaned back and folded down the top of her dress, baring her naked breasts for him. Then she grabbed the ass-cheeks in front of her, pulling them apart. The exposed asshole looked tight and stretched. - "Come on baby, kneel down!", Michelle encouraged him. Mark knelt in the moist grass and pointed his cock towards the straining hole. - "Do it Baby! Press it in!" The cries from Lisa had intensified, and at this point she started screaming. - "Stop! What are you doing? Help me!" Mark placed the head of his cock against the folded skin of the girls anus. Michelle moaned again, appearing almost unable to control herself. She spoke without letting her eyes off the asshole. - "Do it baby! She can't feel a thing! Push it in!" Mark pushed hard, and the first inch of his cock simply disappeared inside the ass. Michelle panted loudly and rushed a hand in under her dress, lifting it to reveal her blond, shortly trimmed cunt hair. She started caressing herself feverishly. - "Push deeper... Push it deeper!" Their victim cried in pain at every small movement of her body, but no one listened. Mark forced his cock in another few inches, grunting. Almost half the shaft was inside now. Michelle's fingers worked fast in the wetness between her legs. She moved her other hand to the swelling on the broken, stretched back in front of her. She caressed it and moaned. When she spoke, there was an extremely cruel and excited tone to her voice. - "I think your cock is too big baby. Yeah... If you push it all the way in it will reach up to here. Don't you think that will hurt her so bad? Oh god..." Mark was lost. He just stared down at his cock pushing inside the squeezing ass, and grunted. - "Fuck! Uhh.. Fuck!!" He slowly drove himself deeper It was almost as if Michelle had a switch that she could just throw, which made her face fill up with genuine sympathy and sadness in a split second. She left Mark to his assfucking for a moment, and she moved back down until she could look their victim in the eyes again. - "I'm so sorry Lisa. I know you don't want this to happen, but I don't think there is anything either of us can do... He's going to go too deep, and it's going to hurt you... A lot..." Lisa looked back with fear and frustration in her eyes. - "What are you doing? Please just help me! Please..." Michelle reached out to the tear-stained face. - "You poor little thing. I'm so sorry for you. But this is ...life, you know... Accidents happen, and we just have to accept it and move on... like good little girls!" After a few quiet seconds, she leaned forward with ecstasy in her eyes again, undid Lisa's bikini-top, and pulled it out from under the breasts. Then Michelle pressed her left hand back in to feel the soft flesh, sliding her right hand back to her wet cunt. - "Ooohh... You have perfect tits Lisa, do you know that? They're absolutely perfect... Fuuck..." Two of Michelle's fingers wandered in to a nipple, hardening it as she played with it. The skin of the soft, big breast felt smooth in her hand. Lisa kept crying, asking over and over why they did this. Michelle turned to Mark. - "Deeper baby! You have to feel it all the way in, I know you do! Yeah... Push it in for me baby, all of it!" Mark looked up at his girlfriend's naked body. There was something spellbinding about her horniness, something that made her impossible to resist, and which made his cock grow even harder inside the tight ass. He turned his attention back to his victim. His hands wandered up to her hips and grabbed them firmly. He concentrated on her asshole and let out a series of deep, excited groans as he drove himself inward. Michelle watched the shaft sink all the way into the helpless body. Suddenly, Lisa twisted, and she started screaming loudly and desperately. The cock was pushing into the broken spine. Michelle sat down with her entire body weight on Lisa's head, pressing it as hard as possible into the ground in an attempt to silence the screams. There was a look of encouragement and excited aggression on Michelle's face as she smiled up at Mark. She spread her legs wide for him, showing her cunt, and kept twisting her ass around while she pressed it down on her victim. Mark was allowed to continue fucking the asshole for over a minute as Michelle waited, listening to the girl's screams of help from below, watching the cock moving, burying itself over and over inside the defenseless body. Eventually Michelle interrupted, unable to control herself any longer. - "She's hurting so bad Baby! Don't you think it's time we put her out of her misery?" Mark was breathing so hard that he almost couldn't speak, but Michelle started getting up. She grabbed both arms of her struggling victim and held them back towards Mark. - "She's going to fight baby. Can you hold her for me?", she said. And Lisa fought, desperately trying to pull free. It didn't make any difference, because Mark closed his grip on her hair and one of her arms, and she was caught in a deadlock. Her face was pulled up in a forward stare. Michelle sat down in the grass and scooted as close as she could get. She wrapped her legs around the defenseless head and squeezed, capturing it as a vice. There was only an inch between her cunt and Lisa's face now. Michelle moved her free hand down between her legs, using the fingers to spread her wet, glistening cunt lips. She began masturbating slowly, looking into her victims eyes over the back of her own hand. - "You can smell me, can't you, cunt? I know you can... I'm so wet... I'm going to kill you like this you know..." Lisa started screaming desperately and hysterically, and Michelle suddenly laughed with something that seemed to be surprise, and then she looked up at Mark. - "I can feel her screaming into my cunt! I want more... Can you hurt her for me baby? Make her scream some more!" She lay back with her head down in the grass and masturbated faster. Mark obediently started fucking himself into the asshole more forcefully, and Michelle looked up at the trees above and talked to herself as their victim kept crying. - "Yeah Lisa, that's it... Scream as hard as you can! Cry it all out! It's time to stop screaming soon..." She lay there for a while, reveling in the moment, but in the end she removed her hand from her crotch and sat up again. She pressed her thighs together as hard as she could, and then started moving her body in the grass. She slowly turned around Lisa's head, screwing it as an oversized cork in a bottle. - "Hold her steady for me now baby!", she said. Mark held on tight, and Lisa's neck kept twisting. Soon Michelle was sitting out in the grass, almost next to Mark, in an angle that actually had Lisa looking slightly backwards, over her own shoulder. For the first time, Mark saw her eyes while he fucked her. The pretty face was distorted in pain. The screams had died out and been replaced with loud choking. Their victim still seemed to be perfectly conscious, and Michelle felt the head shivering from the strain she was putting on the neck. She brought a hand down between her legs again and masturbated frantically. - "Oh yeah baby this is it!", she said between horny grunts. "She's going to die now! Isn't it perfect? I can feel her fighting! She's so afraid! I'm just going to kill her!" For a brief moment, there were no noises but the sticky sounds of Michelle's fingers and the soft smacking of Mark's thrusts against the smooth ass-cheeks. There was a loud gag from Lisa, and then Michelle talked again, her fingers moving in a blur through her crotch. - "Uuhhh... It's so good! Get ready baby! She's going to die while you fuck her! This is it!" But then, instead of twisting, she suddenly forced her hand to stop moving. She was focusing hard, breathing heavily. She released a sigh of relief, and at the next instant a torrent of bright yellow piss came spraying out of her cunt, all over Lisa's face. There was a loud hissing and splashing. Michelle removed her fingers from her cunt and leaned back on both her arms, watching carefully with a cruel smile on her lips. Lisa's eyes were closed, trying to avoid the hot shower. Michelle didn't care about eye contact any longer. She felt a final, powerful rush of excitement through her stomach, and she clamped down with her legs. The first time she twisted, there was a popping noise from between her thighs. Lisa's upper body suddenly started shaking, and her eyes opened wide in an empty, upward stare. At that point Mark began shouting, and Michelle knew he was about to come. He was pounding Lisa's ass furiously, pushing and pulling the sphincter in and out with each stroke of his cock. Michelle pulled once more, harder. This time the effort caused her piss-stream to come to a halt. There was a slow series of cracking noises from between her legs, and then a final, loud snap, and something gave way. Lisa's body slumped down to the ground, lifeless, hanging by the straining neck, and Michelle gasped in ecstasy and surprise. She looked up in time to catch Mark in his final thrust, and saw his stomach muscles starting to cramp as he pumped his sperm deep inside the broken body. Then she turned her eyes back on the dead face between her legs and finally masturbated without holding anything back. She stared at the up-turned eyes of what had been such a beautiful girl and screamed straight out, bringing herself through a perfect, trembling orgasm. ... They lifted Lisa down from the trunk they had bent her over and laid her down on her back in the grass where they had found her. It was the first time that her breasts were fully visible, and they looked just as perfect as Michelle had imagined. When Mark spoke, he sounded a little worried. - "Do you think they'll find my DNA or something, or do you think the water will wash it out?" Michelle didn't really know the answer, but she wasn't worried right now. She felt happy, and still a little jittery inside from her orgasm. - "It will probably wash out baby", she said. "If they even find her. And even if it doesn't, they'll just assume that it belongs to her boyfriend." It seemed her answer relaxed him a bit. Now all she needed was something to relax herself... Without having any support from the neck, the twisted face of their victim had fallen completely flat on its side down on the ground. The mouth was still open. Michelle walked over there and bent down. Grabbing the head between her hands, she turned it up and held it, and then squatted down over it. She aimed for the mouth, closed her eyes, and with a sigh she released the last of her piss. She looked up and saw Mark standing there with a semi-erect cock and a fascinated stare. You could hear the piss stream filling up the mouth, and then it flooded it and flowed out over the dead face. After she was done she got up and walked over to him. She caressed his body from behind. - "I think you should also use the toilet baby! It's a long drive afterwards." Then she pressed herself closer, pushing him to move towards the dead girl. When they got there he grabbed his cock, and Michelle leaned up from behind and whispered into his ears. - "That's it Baby... Just go on her..." He stood there trying for a while. Then there came a slow trickle from his cock, dripping down on Lisa's stomach. When the stream grew he started moving it, and Michelle watched in fascination when he reached the tits and bathed them in his splashing piss. After he was done, Michelle snuck around in front of him, kissing him softly on the mouth. Marks cock was starting to grow harder again. - "I think you've made me horny again baby.", he said. "I think I could really use another one." Michelle hesitated before she answered. - "Well... She's still there... I won't mind if you use her again." Mark was surprised by her answer. He gave it another try. - "That wasn't exactly what I had in mind baby." Michelle smiled and kissed him disarmingly. - "I'm sorry baby. I'm horny too, but I just don't want to touch you after you've had your cock there. Not until you've cleaned yourself properly... I don't think it's very sexy." This was unexpected, and Mark tried to find something more to say. The pressure of the day had finally gotten to him, and he was unable to come up with anything that made any sense. - "But we might still be hours away from a hotel.", he tried desperately. "What if I can't hold out? What am I supposed to do? Run down some old lady and use her?" Michelle's face broke up in an ear-to-ear smile, and she grabbed Marks face with both palms of her hands and just stared straight into it, her eyes shining. Her voice was broken with happiness. - "Would you really do that Baby? Would you really run down an old lady for me?" Then she threw her mouth against his, and kissed him harder than she had ever kissed him before. dirtywalker@gmail.com --------------------- First published 2007 and since free for use under the CC0 licence http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/