Laura heard nothing but the demanding slap of Brad's meaty young loins and the gushing, slurping sounds that answered from her steaming slit. The speed and savage violence of his cunt-ripping assault increased.
Not for an instant did Brad pause to think the lusty bitch astride him was old enough to be his mother, or that she was married and usually fucked by a grown man. All he could feel or think about was the sweltering lust of her sucking cunt. It pulled and strained with soft pink lips as he drew back with his long prick. Then it squeezed with the slinky friction of wet velvet when he slammed back in.
She rasped some cruel obscenity each time he bucked and battered her puffy cunt lips. Then with in-drawn breath, she murmured jumbled sounds of joyous expectation when he pulled back for the next cunt-reaming thrust.
Rod had guessed what was going on all the time he was fucking sexy little Cindy. He knew Laura better than to think she and a lusty young stud would be unpacking and arranging dishes in the cupboards. But seeing it, watching that huge, hat young cock rip in and out of his wife's juicy cunt made his passions flare.
He first felt a chilling rage. His limp hands balled into fists of stone. But the longer he watched, the more his feeling warmed. Laura's smooth-domed, tight-lipped little ass bobbed so invitingly before his eyes.
Rod thought Cindy had drained his balls and wrung out his middle-aged cock like a wet rag, but watching the two of them – his wife and this hard muscles, well-hung young kid – made his angry prick burn.
Brad released his mauling grasp on Laura's soft tits and snaked his long arms around to her ass. He clawed the firm cheeks of her jerking ass, clamping one in each wide stretched hand as he squeezed and pulled them apart.
Now as their two bodies rocked, fused by the heat of his long cock, the round brown lips of her little shithole lay bare, throbbing and pulsing with forbidden desire.
Brad remembered well the stinging shock when first worked a finger up his ass… then the maddening swell of molten pleasure that scented to flow from her wiggling finger tip. He slid one hand into the smooth cleft and toyed with its dark lips.
"Hhhhuuuuhhhh?" Laura twitched her ass and squeezed to clamp it shut. The heat of Brad's hot thick cock was enough, at least for now. "Not yet," she gulped in feeble protest. "I… I… I'm not ready for that!"
"Neither was I," Brad growled back without missing a beat. He circled his long middle finger around the dark ring and felt it squirm beneath his touch.
"I… I… I…" Laura's stuttering protest tightened into a piercing wail. "Eeeeeeeyyyy-eeeeeyyyyyhhh!" Brad twisted his rough fingertip like a drill, spreading her puckered and clenched little shit lips. "You bastard!" she roared as he augered it in. "You ass fucking punk!"
The bed and Laura's twitching shithole faced the door. Rod had a perfect view. Brad's thick cock kept up its beating throb, wet and shining with the warm oil that gushed from Laura's cunt. And above that, Brad's finger squirmed deeper into the tight little tube of her ass.
Laura reeked a lusty scent. It flowed from her seething pussy, pumped out by each stroke of Brad's huge cock. Thick and low, it seemed to drift like fog in a swamp. Brad sucked in the smell with each rapid breath. His nostrils flared and his lungs burned from the sticky-sweet scent if cunt.
Rod caught a whiff of it over by the door. And with it, he breathed in the rank, raw stench of her tortured ass. That oozed and flowed to flood the room as Brad reamed her ass as hard and fast as he could.
Laura cried, "Noooooo!" But the sound came weak for lack of breath. Waves of sharp pain rippled up her spine. It rattled in her skull, loud and ringing like a cymbal crash. Then it flowed back soft and warm and made her clinging shithole squirm.
"I love it!" Laura squealed. "Ream my ass! Stab it… shove it full… oooooh, fuck and double fuck!"
She threw herself down on Brad's bulging cock and screwed her hips against its thick root. Then she heaved back with her ass upraised and spiraled her ass on his wiggling finger.
If thick black smoke had spewed from her shithole, she would not have been surprised. It felt that hot. Her innermost nerves flamed and twisted, convulsing with double waves of lusty desire.
Rod could stand it no more. Watching them had swollen his cock to a long burning wand. It bulged in his pants, hot and throbbing with furious desire, until he stripped naked to set it free.
His prick lanced up at a sharp angle. Blue veins ribbed its length, pulsing in silent fury and the long prick still glistened, sleek and wet with cum and oil from little Cindy's tight young cunt.
A slow grin erased the look of rage that had twisted Rod's face when he first walked in the room. The blue-steel glare in his eyes had hazed with the steaming heat of his desire. He walked silently toward the bed, beating on his throbbing cock with one hand.
"Aaaaahhhhh!" Laura moaned as she squirmed back for another finger-reaming. "Hhhhoooo!" as she squirmed down again on Brad's big prick. "Hhhhuuuuuhhhhh!" The finger twisting in her shithole sent joyous tremors up Laura's back. "Wwwwhhhhaaaaa?" she questioned, when she squirmed and it wasn't there.
Rod kept thumping his swollen prick as he reached out with his free hand. Slowly, but firmly, he pried Brad's finger from the frenzied squeezing of his wife's dark ass hole. It tumbled and thrashed, frantically grabbing at sudden emptiness.
"Hhhhhaaaarrrggh!" Laura rocked back again, her puckered shithole begging to be rammed.
Rod's grin pulled into a wicked curve and he angled his swollen cockhead toward her hole. "Yyyyyaaaaeeeeehhh!" she cried when she felt its smoldering warmth. "Aaaaggghhh!" she yelped when he worked it in.
Brad never stopped to think what was going on. He thought it was Laura's hand that dragged him from her ass. Denied that soft dark place, he dug between her legs to find her clit.
The ruby knob of Rod's thick cock strained the taut lips of Laura's ass. "Yyyy… eeeehhhhh!" Her small waves of pleasure crested sharply and became a raging storm. It was Rod. It had to be.
No kid's finger could ream her ass like his big prick.
Laura tensed with nervous anticipation. He'd gotten hot, really hot, when he found her fucking the Walters boy. In a raging blind fury of blood lust, he'd crept up silently behind her and brutally raped her ass, stabbing and twisting with deep thrusts, sparked by savage revenge.
She'd thought then she might faint from the grinding pain. Rod had screamed curses loud enough to deafen her. And he'd gripped her thighs with cold, cruel hands, dragging her back and holding her so she could not escape or ease the pressure of his angry stabs.
"Aaaaaahhhccckkk!" Laura gushed. It was happening again and it felt so good!
Brad Wilson tensed and gasped. "Oh, God!" At the sound of Rod's angry howl, he'd jerked open his startled eyes. He saw the angry glare of the man behind Laura and the twisted smile that curved his lips. "Oh, shit!" he whined in a trembling voice.
Being so startled, Brad forgot his search for Laura's greasy little clit. His hand pulled away, dragging through the wet dark fleece that fringed her cunt.
"Don't stop!" she hissed, and she dragged his hand back to her steaming slit.
Brad could feel the glowing heat of his own cock as animal instinct kept it pumping, despite his fear and apprehension. Her soft cunt lips pulsed and squeezed in harmony with his driving thrusts. He could feel them too, clinging and dripping wet with warm oil. Then she guided his probing finger up to the tense nub of her clit.
It seemed to be swimming in swirling waves of thick juice. Brad brushed it lightly with his fingertip and felt it twitch and spark with joy. "Rub it good," Laura whispered hoarsely. "Roll it around like you did the nipple of my tit!" And she circled his nipples with narrowing rings of intense desire to show him exactly what, he should do.
"Ooooo… wwweeeeee!" Brad's eyes glazed and he forgot about Laura's husband who was ramming her ass. He dug and pawed through her cunt hair and swirled his finger around her tingling clit.
Laura purred deep in her throat. Both big cocks rammed in and out, each perfectly out of time. Rod's in. Brad's out. Brad's in. Rod's out. And with the blurring speed of their jack-hammer thrusts, she barely had time or strength to breathe.
"You stinking slut!" Rod growled. "Fucking your hot pussy on that teenybopper cock? You want cock, bitch? I'll give you more prick than you can stand!"
Laura rocked between them, limp and helpless as a rag doll in a whirlpool. Her arms fluttered like broken wings. Her head jerked back and forth with the violence of each new thrust. Waves of her soft, sleek black hair rolled back and brushed Rod's chest with their teasing caress. Then they pitched forward as his cock rammed and twisted in the tight tunnel of her ass. A silken cascade fell around Brad's face.
Rod's hands curved hard and cold as meat hooks and snagged her thighs from behind. He jerked her back away from Brad's heated stabs and frenzied clit nipping, stabbing viciously until his matted cockhair grated the soft flesh of her spread cheeks.
"Iiiiiyyyyeeeee!" Laura shrieked in sudden pain. She moaned softly from the spreading warmth of satisfaction. With a sly grin, she squirmed her ass one half beat more on Rod's big cock.
That broke the rhythm of Brad's demanding lust. When he hammered in again, Rod was spiking her from the rear. Kept apart only by a thin wall of slithering cunt flesh, their two swollen cockheads collided deep inside.
Hard as they were, both thick pricks buckled… warped for one split second by the force of their collision. Like two wrecked cars, they skidded crazily. Laura wailed a wild cry of passion that flamed them both.
They double-rammed her again and again, battering their cocks together like two dueling mountain sheep. Laura moaned and cried, and wondered how much she could take. Rod was hotter than he'd ever been before. And Brad no longer fumbled like an awkward young boy.
"Hhhhaaahhhh!" she gasped, savoring the heat of their lusty competition. She drew her hands from Brad's rock-hard little nipples and dragged them down his chest, while he twisted her clit and rammed breathlessly in and out of her seething cunt. With one hand, she pawed between his legs, feeling the thump of his hairy cockroot each time it slammed up against her cunt. With her other hand, she reached around back, over the arm that Rod had taut as a steel band to hold her thigh.
Like two snakes, her hands curled and crawled to find their balls. Brad's were easy. She could glance down each time her head rocked forward and see them flopping in their hairy sac. She scooped them into her palm, working her fingers to tease and excite him even more. At the same time, she searched blindly for her husband's swaying balls she could feel slapping against her ass.
"Aaaaahhhh!" Rod said when her fingers closed around his swollen balls. A frantic urge to cum made his eyes bulge as she juggled his balls with wavering fingers. "Not now, bitch!" He tried to drag her hand away. He felt nowhere near through ramming her hot little ass!
But Laura kept a firm grip and thrashed his balls until he felt crushing throbs of pain. "Aacccckkkkk!" he cried. Salty tears swelled at the corners of his narrow, rage filled eyes and dribbled down his ruddy cheeks. "You ball-ripping bitch!" Rod screamed.
"Hhhhoooooooo," Brad moaned, sinking into a swirling pool of unknown delight.
Laura gurgled meaningless sounds as she quaked between them. Her burning passions swelled and flamed, fanned by the fury of two cocks clashing deep inside. She twiddled Brad's balls and twisted Rod's.
The lust-crazed kid had little control. Rod could hold back and withstand much more. She could sense the difference pulsing in two sets of balls, and she wanted to bring them both to the irresistible peak of orgasmic release at exactly the same instant.
She cooed sounds sweet and soft as a lullaby to Brad, when the fury of her husband's ass fucking cock tipped her forward. She cursed and wailed through grinding teeth when the delightful swelling of Brad's long prick rocked her back.
"Oooo… hhaaa… ass fucker, I'll mash your balls!" Her gleaming hair flashed like satin. It became a sleek blur as the two stabbing cocks rammed faster and faster. Laura's whole body seemed to burn… first with smoldering warmth and then with blazing pain.
Her fingers sensed pulses of desire in the two hairy sacs of balls she held. Rod's bulged and steamed from the pressure he held trapped within. Brad's shivered as if they were about to explode.
"Aaaahhhh!" she moaned. "Hhhaaacccckkk!" Laura winced and wiggled a finger between Rod's legs, still milking his swollen balls.
She felt the coarse hair deep in his sweaty crotch, and she wiggled through it, squirming to find the dark lips of his ass. "You like ass fucking, you bastard?" she asked as her head rocked back. "Hhhooooo, Brad – baby, you're sooo gooood!"
Back she rocked in an ebony swirl of soft black hair. Her finger hooked and snagged the lip of her husband's ass. "Shit dipper," she howled, "how do you like it?"
"Yyyyyaaaaahhhhh!" Rod's startled cry filled the room. Her finger wiggled side to side and spread his puckered lips.
"Stink-fingered slut!" he groaned. Ass reaming was the one delicious torture he could not resist for more than a few seconds. His gut clamped instinctively, and the hold on his steaming charge of cum fell slack. "Ggggrrraaahhhhh!"
Laura wrenched Brad's balls as she felt Rod's cock swell with a flood of boiling cum. A tremor of joy tingled her palm. She'd done it! They were both surging with hot spurts of jism.
"Oooohhhhh… hhhooooo!" One quaking cock gushed in her cunt. The other blazed liquid fire up her ass and both of them pumped faster in the wild frenzy of impending release.
Laura shook and trembled from the gushing waves that rocked her front and back. Faster and faster each stream of silver heat burned toward the other. Her twitching nerves twanged like guitar strings. Blue-white bolts of light crackled before her misty eyes. She stiffened, momentarily rigid, and then squirmed in rapture as twin pricks of lust thundered front and back, lifting her and driving linked and cross-linked in a perverted chain of obscene desire, three bodies thrashed and moaned as one. Laura's probing finger sank and squirmed to its last knuckle in the dark chasm of Rod's ass where it touched off sparks of jolting pleasure.
Brad's fingers swirled around Laura's rigid clit in a writhing frenzy. Twisting flames of frantic delight blazed from her nub and engulfed her whole body. Rolling spasms of rapture gripped the thick cock spurting in her cunt. Laura felt weak and let herself sink to meet its demanding stabs.
Brad felt the milking suction of Laura's sleek pussy and went half out of his mind. Maddening pressure swelled each time she squeezed and slid down his prick. Then he felt a shivering burst of satisfaction when he gushed deep in her seething cunt.
Rod felt the tight friction of Laura's trembling ass. When she lunged to spear herself on the hot young cock below, his long prick slid out to its very tip. Her dark ass ring clamped on the swollen knob of his cock, fighting and pulling to suck it back in.
He rocked forward, powered by vengeful desire.
The thick, blue-veined shaft of his prick spread her tight dark ass hole and strained in the snug, rolling grip of her shitter. Slick with jetting spurts of cum, his cock slammed wet and hard with the force of raging frustration. The more brutally he fucked her ass, the louder she wailed in screaming bliss.
Laura could no longer tell pain from pleasure. She sensed Rod's sullen rage by the biting growl of his voice, and knew by the vicious fury of his ass fucking that he wanted to punish her. But his frenzied ass fucking only amplified her joy.
Shock waves rumbled up her spine and left a blistered path of tingling nerves. Searing heat like the head of a giant match flared inside her skull. If it hadn't felt so good, she might have fainted from the pain. "I'm cumming!" she cried. "Oh, God… I'm cumming!"
Rod reamed and twisted, doing all he could to make her shiver in grinding agony and cry out for forgiveness. But it was too late for that. Later, he thought, when we're alone. Then I'll fix this wanton bitch. I'll fix her good!
At the same time, he felt steaming surges of pleasure. The way her little shithole squirmed and hugged his throbbing cock, the way she moaned and babbled and rocked her hips to meet his angry thrusts… he'd never loved or wanted her more.
"Aaaaahhh… hhhhhaaaaa!" Rod fired his last blazing spurt. His balls heaved, Laura's fingers teased, but they came up dry.
"Hhhooooo," she moaned when she felt its empty throb. But Brad's young cock still pulsed with flooding vigor. His gushing cum bubbled from her cunt slit and dribbled on his trembling groin.
Laura ground herself down on the damp mat of his rough cock hair. Her pink cunt lips pulsed and the raw nub of her clit bulged and slithered in the dripping overflow. "Hhhaaa. hhaagghhh!"
They were through. Weak and breathless, Rod let his sagging cock slip from Laura's ass. She tumbled sideways and sprawled across the bed between the two men. "Oh, that was good… the best I ever had," she told them.
A sudden blush reddened Brad's cheeks. "Aah, er… I guess I'd better be going," be said nervously, not daring to look at Laura's husband on the far side of her. "Er, well… it was nice meeting you," he babbled as he searched anxiously for his clothes. "Mrs. Benton… Laura. You too, Mr. Benton."
By then Brad was headed out the door, his pants only half on. He stumbled awkwardly, and Rod had to strain to keep from laughing. "Sure, Brad," he called after him. "We'll have to get together again sometime."
Laura still quaked with the blissful aftershocks of her double orgasm. Several minutes went by before she had breath to speak. Finally she looked at Rod, forced a weak little grin and asked haltingly: "You're not mad?"
Rod's eyes narrowed and he said, "Mad? No, hell… I'm not mad. I'm ass fucking furious!"