The days flew by for Matt. For Diane, however, they were beginning to drag. Matt hadn't lost his zest for fucking. But Diane felt hers fading away.
She couldn't understand it. She loved the feel of his prick, whether she was sucking it or letting him fuck her cunt. His huge cock was so beautiful!
She loved the sight of it, she loved the feel and taste of it, she loved everything about it. But there wasn't the spice to the fucking any more. She tried to pin down her feelings. It simply didn't seem possible. Matt hadn't changed any. He was still the horny fucker he had been when she married him.
It had to be something inside her that was changing. She had felt the stirrings before the marriage ceremony. At that time, she'd thought it was just nervousness over the wedding itself. Now, after almost a week of uninhibited fucking, she felt even more acutely the lack.
The lack. She couldn't imagine what it was. She had all the cock she could want. Matt was a careful, meticulous lover who made certain she came. Sometimes, she'd climax a dozen times and be left washed out both emotionally and physically. That certainly wasn't sex deprivation.
But that didn't take away from the fact that she would sneak off into the john and masturbate herself to climax several more times. And even this wasn't making it. There was still something lacking in her sex life.
Hadn't they fucked in just about every way and place she could think of? She'd sucked him off while they were racing down the highway at a breakneck speed. At the time she'd been both horrified and excited more than ever in her life. Sex and death were mingled together in a wine more intoxicating than any liquor.
And out on the lake in back of the cabin. They'd even done the old trick of fucking in a canoe. Sure, they'd both gotten wet. So they ended up fucking in the water.
Hell, even the prosaic fucking they'd done in bed, in the missionary position, man on top, had been fine. She couldn't find a single flaw with that. Not one. But something was missing.
"Diane! Honey, where are you?" came the shout from the wooded area to the south of the cabin.
"Over here, stud!" she called back. She decided to sit on the tree stump and wait for him.
He sneaked up behind her and grabbed her around the waist. Before she could turn, she was flung up into the air, squealing in fright. He caught her easily and spun her around, laughing. "What a sight you were! Bet you thought you'd been snatched by Martians or something."
"You cocksucker! You nearly scared me to death!"
"We wouldn't like that, would we? After all, I'm not into necrophilia."
"That's about all you're not into," she said. "I bet you were out in the woods molesting small, furry animals."
"Nope. The only small, furry thing I like to fuck is beaver. Like this one."
"Hey!" she yelped. He'd grabbed her crotch and squeezed down hard. "I'm a little sore there from the fucking we did last night. Shit, I thought it would last all night long!"
"Didn't it? Damn, I'll have to see about that tonight. Can't disappoint my nubile young bride. She's got to think I'm a real superman. Cock of iron and all that fine stuff."
"Bullshit. I'm happy with a nice warm prick of purely human flesh. Having a cock made out of icy cold iron shoved up my snatch doesn't turn me on very much."
"No experimenting in your soul, I see."
She snuggled closer to him and whispered, "No, and there's no cock in my cunt at the moment, either."
"You said you were still sore."
"I am. But I'll live if you fuck me again. And if you don't, I might not make it through the day."
Without a word, he grabbed her around the waist again, tossed her into the air and neatly caught her so she was facing away from him. Before she could ask what he was doing, he'd reached around and unfastened her jeans. A quick jerk brought them off.
She wasn't wearing any panties. She'd learned they only got in her way. Better a little chaffing than an extra second's delay when they were both hot to fuck.
The smooth, white flesh of her ass gleamed in the soft sunlight filtering down through the leaves overhead. His hands found the curvy globes and cupped them. The assflesh flowed as smooth as satin under his fingers.
Tightening his grip a little, he felt her quiver in excitement. She shoved her hips backward to fill both his hands with nothing but her creamy skin. He began stroking along her ass until he was satisfied he knew what he wanted to do most.
Sure, he could fuck her up the cunt again. But she'd said she was still sore from the reaming out he'd given her the night before. He didn't want to wear out that nice, tight, juicy little cunt. The last thing in the world he wanted was for her to become floppy and loose in her pussy. That would destroy sex entirely for him. Hell, better to fuck a whore.
He liked her twat the way it was. Almost virgin-tight, but no virgin knew all the tricks to fucking. She did. And that excited him more than he could put into words.
No, he wasn't going to fuck her cunt. But there was another opening which was small and tight and hot. And he had never driven his spike of hot cock into it. He wanted to try it out and this seemed to be the best chance he'd gotten so far.
He was going to fuck her up the asshole and he told her so.
"No, darling, not there. It's so…"
"Exciting?" he furnished. He felt her body tremble at the thought of taking his entire length of prick up her ass. She didn't like the idea. But he wanted her asshole. And he was going to get it. No matter what she wanted, he was going to butt-fuck her.
"No, not exciting, not exactly. Just sort of shivery thinking about your huge cock drilling into me. I… I don't want to get all ripped up, you know."
"I won't tear you apart. I promise. You're resilient. You'll expand to take my prick."
"Sure, I have managed in the past, but none of the men cornholing me have been anywhere near as big, oh, ohhhh! Oh, my God!"
He had tired of listening to her arguments. He'd pulled out his prick and shoved it forcefully between her asscheeks. The long cylinder of prick shot down to the floor of the canyon formed by her roundly formed buttocks.
Her anus clamped down hard. It was refusing to let any prick inside.
"I see you're going to take some persuading. And I'm just the buggery expert to do it!"
"No, please, don't. Oh, shit! It… it hurts already, Matt. Don't try fucking my ass!"
With all the strength in his arms, he bent her over the stump on which she'd been sitting. Her tits ground into the splintery wood making her cry out. The man ignored it. He wanted her ass presented to his prick in a more inviting angle. He got it.
She was forced almost flat on the thick stump. But her ass was spread just enough to encourage his further probing around using his prick.
"Don't do this to me! You're gonna rip me apart!"
"Yeah, baby, I'm gonna rip you apart all the way to your fucking chin! And I'm gonna do it with my cock. You hear that, with my fucking cock! Just you wait and see how it feels!"
She struggled and tried to escape. His hands gripped firmly around her hips and prevented her from getting away. His cock was beginning to hurt with need. He had to bury it all the way up her asshole and soon or he'd end up as sore as she was complaining about being.
He tentatively stabbed out at her anus. The tightly held little muscle refused to let his purple-tipped cock in. No matter how much force he applied to the end of his cock, her asshole refused to open. He saw this wasn't the way to go after what he wanted.
He would have to be more subtle. He would have to get his prick well-greased before entering her slit chute and fucking the living hell out of her.
Just the thought of what he was going to do to her made him all the hotter to do it. Somehow, even her struggles added to the zest. The fucking had been good before. This was tremendous. Fucking tremendous.
"Spread that fine set of thighs a little more for your old man. He'd sure like to dip his wand in your oil."
"No, Matt, don't. Please, can't you see I don't want this?"
"Fuck you! Hell, that's exactly what I'm going to do! I'm gonna fuck you but good. But good!" he laughed. He was going to ram his prick into her asshole whether she liked it or not.
That sent tremors racing through his groin that spurred him on. Let her whine. She'd end up liking it. She'd whimper as he stroked into her, buggering away, but she'd end up liking it. He was sure of that.
He was too good with his cock for her not to like it a hell of a lot.
He had to reach down and force her legs apart. She wasn't about to let him have a clear shot at her asshole. But it was her gaping cunt he wanted at the moment. He had to get his prick greased for the trip up her seething hot ass.
She groaned as he shoved himself balls deep into her dry pussy. He moved in tiny circles, letting his hips stir up her passions. Before he knew it, there was a sluggish flow of her cunt juices. He stroked back and forth a few times until a flood greeted his every stroke.
The thick inner oils oozed out and down onto his balls, tickling him and making him want to laugh. The power was on him. He was going to cornhole her and there was nothing she could say about it.
"Oh, it's so good, in my cunt, your cock is so good! Fuck me there, Matt. Don't worry about me being sore. Feels sooooo goooood!"
"Fuck that!" he cried, yanking his prick from her gooey cunt. "I know where I want to go. And this ain't it, babe!"
The wet plopping noise seemed to resound through the forest when he pulled out. But he immediately thrust his hips forward again, shoving the purple glans of his cock against her tight asshole. She was sobbing out loud now.
He didn't care. He was going to butt-fuck her.
His pressure on her anal sphincter muscle was relentless. He didn't try to slow down his entry as the muscle finally surrendered and he went rushing all the way into her rectum.
Sue screamed in agony. It was as if a red-hot poker had been thrust against her most sensitive tissues. The cock seared its way into her guts and made her come close to passing out. Her rectum was too small to take such a big prick. She told him so.
He only laughed at her. "I'm doing the fucking here. You just relax and you'll enjoy it more!"
She tried to relax. It wasn't easy to do. The hot length of prick was burning her up inside. It made her guts quiver. No matter how she turned, he was always there, waiting, his prick driving deeper into her belly.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
"God, I never thought it would be this tight. So fuckin' tight I can't believe it!"
His prick was surrounded by a thin sheath of flesh impossibly tight and hot. He might have fucked into a surgeon's glove filled with flowing lava. The sensation was almost the same.
Hot. Tight. Seething. He could feel her guts churning in response to his twitching moves. His prick was slowly coming alive. Soon, he wouldn't be able to restrain himself.
"Gotta fuck it. Got to bugger you good!"
He pulled out of her shit chute, the vacuum so hard inside her body that he felt as if he were pulling his guts out through the end of his cock. When only the thick, purpled crown of his prick remained inside the hangman's noose of her ass, he paused. Gasping for air, he gave his head a jerk to get the hair out of his eyes.
He wanted to see what was happening. Looking down at his groin, he could see his long red cock disappearing into the pale, puckered hole of her ass. The white mounds of assflesh on either side seemed to contrast beautifully.
Never had he seen anything quite so beautiful. Never had he felt any woman's body quite so hot and tight.
He had to have more.
His hips worked forward. He didn't drive himself in the way he had fucked her originally. This entry was slower, more sedate. And he enjoyed it just as much.
The woman was slowly coming to the realization this wasn't as bad as she'd thought it would be. As he fucked into her a second time, her membrane had a chance to expand. Sure, he still felt as if he were tearing her apart. But it was a good pain now.
The hard length of his cock bucked and jerked erotically inside her tightest passage. The shivering of his cock transmitted itself throughout her gut. Soon, the messages of pleasure – not pain – were zinging up her spine to blast into her brain.
"Go on," she was begging now, "fuck my ass good! Don't just sit there, fuck me goooood!"
He smiled. How quickly she'd changed her tune. But he felt his control slipping away. The impassible heat steaming out of her guts was melting his prick. He began fucking her with slow, deliberate strokes. When he had established a smooth rhythm, he knew that he'd come in a few seconds.
His hips took control of his body. The heat had reached his balls and ignited the powder keg lurking there.
He exploded in a wild frenzy of motion. He rammed as hard and deep into the woman's ass as he could. She moaned and sobbed, but she was getting off on it now. Her ass was moving back to accept the full length of his cock. Nothing else mattered to them now but burying his turgid cock as far into her guts as possible.
She came. It wasn't the powerful orgasm she had come to expect, but it still surprised her. She hadn't thought she would get off at all on this butt-fucking.
When he whitewashed her entire rectum with his pearly jism, she felt all weak and watery in the bowels. Never had she gotten such a sexy enema before.
As his prick slipped from her asshole, limp and deflated, she wondered how long it would be before the burning went away. Her entire ass was on fire. And it was a fire that couldn't easily be put out.
Especially now that he'd come and lost his boner.
She wondered what she could find that would be long and stiff and not tear her asshole apart when she fucked herself with it.