"Awww, pleasseeee!"
She wiggled and squirmed, but it was no good. They had her too securely… they were holding her too tightly… Only now she was belly down, her breasts crushed against the carpeting as they pulled her legs open from behind.
"Wh-Wh-What are you doing?" she begged to know as they all three of them seemed to pull her apart and stretch her this way and that. One thing was for sure: she felt so vulnerable… and so unprotected back behind her that she could hardly believe it.
"Don't you worry any more, Cindy," said her husband's voice as she craned her neck in an effort to see behind her. "Your worrying days are over. From now on, Ken and me are gonna do all your thinkin' for you. Ain't that right Ken?"
She realized that her husband was planning something even more humiliating now than everything else. It was as if he was suddenly getting back at her for every refusal she'd ever made to him. It was awful, to think that now, here in the presence of utter strangers when it came to bed and love, he was going to violate her yet another time. She could hardly believe it.
"Please?" she whined submissively. "Please, darling, can't I have another chance? Please? I'll be good… Let's go home right now and I'll show you… I'll do anything… Just no more of this…? Please…?"
"Fuck you," grunted her angry husband, settling down behind her between her forcibly opened thighs with his throbbing cock in hand. He used his other hand to part the narrow hairless cleft of her asscheeks. "I'm gonna get me some of what I been wantin' from you for a long, long time, honey. And then I'll get some more of it… and some more… until you beg!"
She could not understand the hatred in his voice, but one thing was for sure-he had his finger now between the soft crease of her ass, and he was applying the tip of that bony digit to the inside of her tiny rubbery sphincter, slowly but surely inserting into it.
At first she'd been unable to tell for sure what he was doing, but now, as the pressure mounted, and turning around and seeing him actually doing it, she realized how awful it was. "Uuuugggh! Godddd!" she grunted. Her voice was hoarse and pleading as her own husband began to sodomize her asshole with his finger, slowly but surely plunging his digit punishingly into the virginal space of her anus. "Aaaawwww fffaaaawwww-" she cried out hurtfully as the finger drilled remorselessly into the hole between her soft jiggling bottom cheeks.
"She's good and tight," he boasted to Ken. "Just hold her a little more, and she'll be stretched out good enough!"
"No more!" she cried out, looking up in front of her to where Ken Atwell held her arms. His cock was jumping stiffly between his muscled thighs. She said softly,
"I'll do anything… anything at all… just stop this… please stop it… please…?" He looked at her with cold eyes, staring at her upturned begging lips and said, "I think I'm gonna like fucking you even more after hearing you beg this way, lady. You know what I mean? I think I like seeing you beg and squirm enough to take myself some happy-go-lucky seconds! Mmmm? You think?"
She began to sob hysterically as she realized that both men and even her best friend-Angela Heet held Cindy's ankles apart-intended to continue this defilement until she could no longer stand it. Already the cruel sadistic boring into her anus was giving her a dizzying feeling, as if she would pass out from the painful stretching of her sphincter. What more would they do to her? How long could she stand it? Then, as if they'd read her mind, the finger in her sore anus pulled back and away and her asshole was allowed to close up.
"Oh, God, yes," she murmured, breathing deeply and grateful for the reprieve. "Yes, thank you, thank you…"
"She loves it," blurted Ken Atwell, hungrily waiting for the next abuse. "Go on and give her the whole fuckin' thing. I can't wait much longer, ya know."
"Wh-Wh-What?" she demanded to know. "What are you talking about? He's done, isn't he done? What are you planning next? No more!" Her voice was tired and frantic, but she swung around and looked behind herself again. She saw at just that moment her husband pulling his cock out of Angela Heet's mouth. "Thanks baby," he told that woman, and he turned to the young bride herself, his naked prick gleaming wet with fresh hot saliva. "Lemme have a little grease for her asshole, though."
She couldn't stand keeping her head twisted that way any longer, but when she next felt a finger slipping up the crack of her butt, she knew what it was: Larry's finger coated with lubricant and sliding up and down between the cheeks of her ass. For a moment it almost felt good, and then came a slipping finger cramming into her sphincter and stretching her open with a coating of grease. The finger retreated and left her voided and then, suddenly, painfully, it was replaced with a thickheaded pressuring, a large plug like log being forced into place in her anus. For a moment she tolerated it without struggling, but then, like a fiery hot branding iron, the pain became unbearable.
"Iiieeeehhhhh," she cried out, bucking backwards and then slamming down again in an effort to get free of what could only have been his thick mushroomheaded prick stabbing into her asshole. Indeed, she yanked her head around and realized that her husband had inserted his cock fully into her asshole and had no intention of pulling back. And his grip was so strong around her white buttocks that there was to be no escaping him or resisting physically either! The hard, ridged blunted head of his cock was punching into her buttocks like a crowbar, stiffly penetrating into her virginal ass and sodomizing her into the most humiliating submission imaginable! She began on hands and knees and ended up flattened out completely beneath his pressing, drilling weight and hard-driving muscle. His hips flipped up and down and each wave of his pelvis brought his meaty thick throbbing penis another inch into her behind!
"Noooo! Aawwwkkkk! Mmfffgghhh!" she grunted, unable to articulate her protest with any more than a guttural noise which seemed to come from deep in her throat. "Uuuuggghhh, fffaaawwwkkk," she cried out as he continued to mercilessly climb up and down her soft white ass-cheeks with his pelvis grinding his penis forever deeper into her anus!
"Mmm," he murmured from behind her, "what a tight little ass! I always knew it would be like this… nice and firm… and cheek to cheek!" He gritted his teeth as the exquisite pressure encased him in a throbbing, rubbery heat. He pushed harder still and she began to buck and writhe hysterically as yet another inch of pipehard cock skewered its way relentlessly into her bowels!
"N-Noooo," she cried out, hoping for some miniscule amount of mercy from the man she'd married only a few months before. "Please… Larry! Pppleeeassseeee…gaawwwwdddd…!"
He was all the way in her now, his hair-covered scrotum bouncing tenderly against the insides of her cheeky little ass while his prick drilled around and around on the smooth elastic barrel of her plundered rectum!
"Take it out!" she hollered. "Oh, Larry, please, take it out, darling… Take it fucking out!"
Angela Heet watched with lecherous desire mounting in her own body. She let loose of Cindy's ankles and kneeled at the side of the sodomizing. She put her hand down between her legs once again and began masturbating herself with her fingers, rolling her hot little digits up and down across the extended rubbery nub of her over-sized responsive clit! "Mmmm, oh, yeah, Larry! Keep fucking her like that! Get your cock all the way up inside her, man! Fuck her in the ass!" The sight of so much debauchery pleased the young dance girl no end, and she became more and more turned on just from watching the way Larry Hanger fucked into his young bride's asshole.
"Get her turned over," cried Ken Atwell from in front of Cindy. "Get her over on her back now, and let me get inside her, too!"
"Good," said Larry. "Good…" He reached around in front of Cindy, his cock still in position inside her asshole, and took hold of her large, creamy breasts. He pulled her up against his body and held her tightly from the chest, squeezing her breasts and keeping his rock-hard cock deep in her rectum. "Okay," he said, "start turning us…"
Over they went, so that his wife ended up on his belly, her ass downwardly pumping into his cock! She'd tried to keep from getting more of his penis up her rectum, but in the process of being turned over, she ended up getting even more of his hard drilling pole-like dick. "Uuuuuhhh," she grunted in disbelief as the pressure in her bowels mounted to well beyond her pain threshold. "NO MORE!"
"Hang on, little lady," blurted Ken Atwell, stroking his blue-veined hardness once more before mounting the young defiled bride, "and you'll be on your way to a whole new world! Just hang on!" He looked down upon her nakedly twisting body and reached into the smoothness between her thighs with two big muscular hands. He pried her thighs open and revealed the lovely puckering pink lips of her cuntal flesh buried in the curly pubic hair that surrounded her vagina. "Ooooh, yeah," he moaned with obscene delight upon viewing the naked wet cleft of her private parts. Down below he could see his friend's prick riding up and down in the young bride's anus, but that was of little or -no interest compared to the lovely fleshy lips spread open for his perusal like the wings of some strange exotic pink butterfly. He could even see her clit seething and twitching, probably against her will, but itching and aroused nonetheless! "Say, baby, you're just about ready for a very rare privilege!" And with that he jammed his finger into her pussy and ground it round and round until she moaned softly in helpless tones of sacrifice, "Nooooo… noooooo… noooooo…" He kept rolling his finger around in the elastic portal leading into her belly, while from underneath her husband continued to batter up into her asshole…
"Now," said Ken Atwell, "I'm gonna get me some of this juicy little cunt with my cock, and I think it's gonna be mighty righteous, too!" He took his blue glistening prick in hand and for a moment Cindy could see the angry red tip come leaping into view as he approached her on hands and knees, his cock leading the way…
"Stop that!" she cried, hollering about both of the cocks which now attacked pier body. "Stop that right now!!! Stop it!!!!"
"Titch, titch," moaned Ken Atwell, his thick, pulsating cock-head sandwiched in the satiny soft folds of Cindy Hanger's splayed open pussy lips. "Just 'a little control, my dear," he said sadistically, taking her breasts in both hands while his cock made the quick climb into the depths of her warm wet juice coated cunt. Just as his prick seemed to be fully inside the defiled bride, rounding the soft curve of her cervix, she let out a blood-curdling wail, for she'd suddenly realized that now she had not just her husband's defiling cock in her asshole, but the stranger's prick simultaneously in her vagina! It was too much for her to accept all at once, and she moaned violently, turning for the moment into some sort of possessed young woman, completely out of control. Were it not for the two men who sandwiched her between them, she'd have flipped and rolled around on the floor like a devil's demon! As it was, the two men were hard-put to control her vigorously wiggling body.
But after a few moments of this intense successfully refuse the hard-beating cocks that worked twin-stroking in her body. There was no way to keep the one in her anal lips from driving as it pleased into her rectum, and the prick in her cunt was stretching her vagina, ravaging it in any way its owner, Ken Atwell, saw fit.
"Ooooooh… oooooooh… ooooooh," she moaned pitiably as the two hard cocks began to rhythmically fuck her two pelvis orifices without reprieve. They seemed to be driving deeper and deeper with every stroke, and her body was responding in all the wrong ways… giving up… submitting… and no matter what she tried to tell her flesh, there seemed to be no escaping the fact that the two hard cocks pistoning in and out of her asshole and her vagina were simultaneously bringing her body into a new heat.
It wasn't supposed to happen that way… she told herself. It wasn't supposed to be like this! Both of those pricks are so hot… it's so filling like this… I'm so ashamed… but it's soooooo good…! Both at once…! Oh, yes… both hard cocks in my body… fucking both at once!!!
"Aahhhhhhh! Hieee! Eeeeeee!" she cried aloud, giving way to the incredible temptation which until that moment she'd fought desperately to resist, the temptation to submit completely once and for all to the incredible humiliating defilement of her rocking, heaving body.
"Oh, yeah," hissed Angela Heet from the side, "she's into it now, guys! Keep fucking her! Fuck her harder! The harder the better!" She, too, was giving way to something… to her fingers pumping lasciviously into her pulsating pussy… three digits at once grinding away in the elastic portal of her belly. And just for extra fun she was reaching around behind herself and applying one finger to her anus, rubbing the rubber-tight sphincter there with a clit juice wetted digit while simultaneously fucking herself in the cunt with the other hand… and all the time lusting after the sight of Cindy between the two hard fucking men! "Oooh, yeah," she hissed at the trio before her eyes, "fuck her harder, you men! Really put those cocks into full fucking gear!"
Larry hissed through his teeth as he fucked into Cindy again and again with deep, punishing thrusts. Her asshole gripped him like a hot fist soaked in melted
slippery butter, squeezing the full, strong length of his cock with incredible lascivious tightness, milking the anxious surge of his developing orgasm up from his lustswollen, hot sweaty balls!
Cindy's beautiful naked body, shuddering and quivering now in sudden release for she'd given way, relaxing with the thrusting cocks that took over her aroused flesh-no longer rippled with waves of shame and humiliation. Instead, she experiencing only excitement… excitement and hot arousal and fast-rising passion, glowing with a tempting sheen, moist and appealing from the all-over perspiration that coated her heaving body.
She groaned again… but this time it was not a complaint filled with pain! Rather, it was from the growing heat of her own wanton lusts! Her buttocks began a slow, sensuous encircling of her angry husband's long stiff prick. The bruised and ravaged walls of her virginal rectum began to quiver and contract lewdly around the deep-skewering rigidity of his hardened prick as it was imbedded far up in her bowels. Her whole body seemed to pulse and throb with some primeval, unheard rhythm… the savage tempo of her real, heartfelt passion!
"Uuuuuuunnngggh! Unnnnggghhhh!" she grunted obscenely, moving back against him now, and then she realized that if she wanted to, she could control the thumping in her vagina and in her asshole by preparing her rocking and her rolling between the two men, by timing it exactly, and slowly but surely she found just the right pace at which to thrust her hips forward, in order to get the impaling cock that screwed into her pussy, and then to thrust her ripe white buttocks backwards on the other skewering stiffness, against the one that filled her ravished anus smooth rectal sheath.
"Oooooooh…" she moaned softly from time to time while working her sweating pelvis and belly between the two men, "oooooh… oooooh… yes… yes…" And then, suddenly, as her rocking pelvis quickened the pace, she gave way to the ultimate waves and ripples of desire that consumed her loins and fired her completely, moaning obscenely at the two of them, "Oh, yes… fuck me… fuck my cunt… fuck me hard… yessssssssssssss… fuck… fuck my asshole… fuck it so I can't stand it… harder, Larry… harder in my asshole, Larry… fuck me har-derrrrrrrrr!!!!"
"She's almost there!" cried Ken Atwell in front, his cock suffusing with her liquid heat in her pussy. "I'm gonna blast her now!"
"Hold off a little longer," said Larry from underneath her, his thick pulsating penis buried to the scrotal sack inside his voluptuous young wife's asshole, so much so that his scrotal sack and lust bloated testicles were squeezed between her flexing buttocks cheeks. "Just try and stall it off for a minute or two more… until she cums!"
"I don't know if I can wait that long," said Ken Atwell.
"Just try," hissed Larry, his own cock pulsing and throbbing like a geyser. "We just got to… hold on… a little while longer!"
Cindy's mind was a whirling kaleidoscope of strange and perverted sensations. She imagined she was nakedly kneeling in the shower room of some college, and all around her were naked shouting young men, all of them football players with big hot cocks… all of them stiff and throbbing… and all of the young athletes were trying to get up close to touch her with their big pricks and their heavy hands and their long wet tongues to kiss her… And every one of them wanted to be first… first to touch and fuck her hot wet pussy… and to grind a prick into her asshole, too!
She moaned constantly now, a gurgling moan of savage obscene passion spilling from her lips, over the tiny spot of blood where her sharp white teeth had bitten in anguished desperation. She pushed back harder still, skewering herself so hurtfully on the long rock-hard stiffness of her husband's manhood that she cried out loudly and grunted with every deep thrusting stroke. Her asshole felt as if it had been stretched two-feet wide, and the tunneling cock inside it could slip and slide as it wanted to. She could feel every inch of that big hard torpedo, and it made her want to explode with lusty desires like she'd never before known possible!
"Aaaaahah, fuck," she cried softly, bleating now and again about how nice it was to feel something so large. "I never knew," she moaned. "I never ever knew about it, Larry…! That's all…! Forgive me, darling…! Forgive me and fuck me hard, darling…! And you, too, Kenneth… Fuck my cunt until I die…! Fuck me until I bleed…! Ooooh, yes-sss… fuck… Give me your cum… give me your hot jism, you two… fuck me… fffaaaaawwwwkkkkkkkkkkkk mmmmeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
Still stroking deeply-and even more so in response to her desperate passion-filled pleas for his cock-Ken Atwell continued to work his prick up into the voluptuous bride's pussy, while underneath, her husband foraged into her rectum with heartily beating upward thrusts! The two stiff pricks were working like mechanical pistons, slamming and blasting away into their target holes with lusty fierceness.
"Ahhh… ahhhhhhhiiieeee… ahhhhhhhh," cried Cindy Hanger, unable any longer to control her moans and lascivious groans of pleasure-ecstasy. "More… more… ahhhhhhhhieeeeeeee… morrrrrrrrrrrrrre…"
And then, as if it were planned this way, she began to swing her pelvis in wider and slower circles. And her moans became deeper and more deliberate, as if she were suddenly concentrating on something. She was no longer the one being buffeted between the two fucking cocks. Rather, she was taking complete control, searching out her ultimate satisfaction as only she now knew it to be possible. She moved her hips the way it would most please her in her cunt… and in her rectum… getting the most rubbing possible in the best places… inside her hotly pulsating pussy and asshole. It was as if at that moment she'd become awakened to the fact that she was a woman capable of orgasm!
And she gave way to the remarkable blasting she was feeling inside her… the incredible rubbing and grinding of the two hard-driving flesh nails poking and impaling her time and again!
"Awwww… yes, yes! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhh! I'm cummmmmmMMMMIINNGGGGGG!" she squealed, pulling back against the hot cock in her rump and letting the one in front go rapidly jamming in and out of her soaking wet tightly contracting pussy. Her front love tunnel squeezed down tight around that hard driving cock that filled her there, and then she felt some hot bolts of thick cum spurting into her belly, and she moaned, "Oh, yes, I'm cumming and you're cuming and it's beautiful… fucking beautiful…!"
"Are you doing her now?" asked Larry from behind, his prick feeling like it was about to explode.
"Oooooh, yeah, man," said Ken Atwell. "I just couldn't wait any longer! Yeah… and she's good, good, good!"
"I'm gonna go now, too!" hissed Larry Hanger, unable to stand the ache of lust that filled his expanded testicles. "Honey, from me to you! Uuuummmmphhhhh!" He grinded forward smacking into her tight little cock-clenching ass cheeks with full force. "Arrrrrrrrgggghhhhhh!" he cried, like an Indian beginning a warpath tirade.
"Yieeeeeeehhhhhhhh!" she wailed impassioned as the hard throbbing cock pounded punishingly and relentlessly into her now needy ass flesh. "Oooohhhh, cummmmmmmmmmm… mmmmmmmm…" she gutturally responded, her face contorted now with the high pitch of aroused ecstasy that consumed her finally submissive body. She'd given way and like her two lovers whose hefty pricks were charging her body full of their hot cream, she was having her own girly cum… the first of its kind for her… the final victory!
"Ah, yes, Larry!" she cried out in animalish frenzy as she felt his jism salvoing into her rectum and searing the insides of her bowels, filling her with hot white semen. "Keep cuming, darling… Keep fucking and cuming… Ooooh, yes… yes… yes…" Soon she was blurting out a groan in response to every hot wad of semen that spilled into her back hole, and she was no longer able to control or contain herself in any way.
For an instant, the young bride opened her eyes and looked across the room. There on the sofa she espied Angela Heet. That young woman sat in a position of total debauchery with her legs spread wide and her cunt splayed open, one hand under her buttocks, the other pumping fiercely at her nakedly wet clit and vagina lips. "Ahhhhhhhh… fuck," she was moaning, masturbating herself in rhythm to the fucking of the young bride, "keep fucking you three… keeeeeeeeeeeep ffffffuuuucccckkkkiinnggg!"
Cindy looked down between her legs, where Ken Atwell's cock filled her pussy with hot pulsating thrusts. "Don't stop," she hissed, reaching around and taking hold of his naked pumping ass-cheeks. "Just keep going."
"Lady," he said, "I wouldn't dream of stopping!"
"I'm gonna get another erection," cried Larry Hanger from behind his wife, his cock still buried to the hilt in her asshole. "I'm getting another hard-on while I'm inside her!"
"Me, too," said Ken Atwell. "We'll just keep fucking her silly, eh?!"
"Yeah," said Larry. "One more time for luck!"
"A luck-fuck," moaned Cindy Hanger, her pleasure mounting again and again as waves of all-consuming, enveloping cum pleasure took over her cock-suffused semen-drenched flesh. "Yes, yes, a luck fuck, from my two favorite men… yes… fuck… me… again…! Again!"
Sandwiched between the two of them, she moved with the pulse and rhythm of her own hotly contracting pussy that had taken on the pace of a natural multiple orgasm. She let her body flow and weave with the pumping cocks that filled her twin pelvic orifices and gave way over and over again to what was no longer humiliating but completely pleasurable… as her body mounted toward yet another round of perfect ecstasy, the ecstasy which until a half-hour before she'd been trying to avoid all of her life!