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Subject: {ASSM} -- "Afterburn" {Rajah Dodger} (MF viol nec)
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     Afterburn, by Rajah Dodger {rdodger@hotmail.com}, Copyright (c)
2009.  This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-
Non-Commercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License. To view a
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     Rebecca woke up blurry-eyed with a headache, burning inside, and
Walter's cock filling her.  He was hardly moving at all, just shifting
when she breathed, obviously playing his little game of making her
work for it.  That was no problem, as hard inside her as he was, and
she wriggled and hunched against him.  Her wrists strained, held
outstretched, but she didn't care about that, teetering on the edge
and clenching inside, thrusting her pelvis up until his cock hit just
the right spots and she came, that wonderful prickling heat flowing
through her body.  He stayed hard, and Rebecca opened her eyes.

     And screamed, looking into the sightless bulging eyes above her
face.  In a rush she suddenly recalled where she was, then screamed
again, trying to squirm away from the stiff dead cock keeping her
filled.

* * *

     It had been a chilly December afternoon, but only on the
outside.  Inside the apartment, Rebecca was quite warm and getting
warmer, thanks to the efforts of her husband's insurance agent.

     "Oh yes, Walter, just like that!"  Surprisingly, the man was not
only a wizard with figures at work, he knew his way all around her
figure and had been proving it enthusiastically for two months now.
Today they were in their second hour of an extended lunch break for
him, and after exercising his tongue Walter was back to stirring her
inside with his cock, getting ready to fill her again.

     The squeaking of the bed masked the traffic sounds outside, and
as Rebecca looked past Walter's head she realized it had masked a lot
more.  Marching through the bedroom door was her husband, Henry - but
not the husband she had kissed to work that morning.  The look of rage
on his face transformed him into something primal and ugly, more
animal than human.  "Henry!" she screamed, slapping Walter on the
back, but Walter was too busy coming to take notice, or perhaps just
assumed she was calling her husband's name from habit.  Her husband
rushed the bed waving his arms as Walter yelled out his climax,
spurting inside while Rebecca was frozen in panic.  Then Henry did
something she could never have imagined.  He reared back and slammed
his foot into Walter's ass, so hard that Walter's cock slammed up
against her cervix.  She shrieked,once, and passed out.

* * *

     Fully awake now, Rebecca swallowed and tried to hold her stomach
down.  Oh god, she thought, I just fucked a dead man.  Worse, it
hadn't been enough.  For some reason Walter's cock was still swollen
and stiff inside, and she could feel every ridge and wrinkle.  Rebecca
opened her eyes and this time saw the ugly mangled crater in the side
of Walter's head - had her husband really done that?  She couldn't
push the body off; her hands and feet were outstretched and held in
place.  Henry must have done that as well.

     She wondered how her husband had found out about her and Walter.
Henry was such a mild person, the way he burst in on them was totally
out of character.  Who'd have thought he had so much anger in him?
The feral look in his eyes came back to her and Rebecca shuddered.
Bad idea - that just made Walter's cock shift inside, and her body was
obscenely insisting on being turned on by it.

     Rebecca felt her stomach lurch again.  She desperately needed to
get out from under Walter's body before something really disgusting
happened.  Trying to clench her stomach to hold things in place made
his cock move inside her, and she moaned helplessly trying to hold
herself between the conflicting responses and needs.

     Walter's body was cooling off, clammy against her sweaty breasts
and stomach.  The good news was that she wasn't feeling so
overwhelmingly turned on.  The bad news was that now she needed to get
to the bathroom, and that need was growing fast.

     Traffic sounds suddenly entered the room, then shut off with the
clap of the front door closing.

     "Henry?"

     There was no answer, but who else could it be?  He was going to
untie her and get her out of here, she thought with a rush of grateful
relief.

     Now that her husband had returned, she felt even more soiled by
the continued pressure of Walter atop and inside her.  And her need to
get to the bathroom was ten times more urgent.

     "Henry?"

     Why wasn't he responding?  Okay, he'd caught her acting like a
whore and left her to prove it to herself.  Surely he'd taught her
whatever lesson he intended.  Her stomach and bladder were both
complaining now, and Walter's weight and penetration were more than
she could bear.

     "Henry?"

     Surely he was going to let her go...

//END//

Copyright (c) 12-29-2009 Rajah Dodger (rdodger@hotmail.com);
workshopped at the Fish Tank (http://www.desdmona.com)

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
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