Chapter 7
Anna McComb was unaware of what her two children were up to at the moment. Not that it would have mattered much to her. She had already rediscovered what sex meant to a person. Discovered it in the person of her brother-in-law. Had she known what her son and daughter were doing, she would have most probably given her blessing. Certainly she was not protesting at the joy of orgasm, and the several times Al had mounted her, or that she had mounted him.
Now, though, she lay languidly on the mussed bed. She had rejected the guilt that had earlier made her uneasy, and given herself completely to this new role. Call it adultery; it was better than dying on the vine from lack of fucking and sucking.
Al had slipped out about a half-hour before, promising to round up something to eat and pick up some things from the cleaners.
Now she heard him at the front door, and rose from the bed, stretching like a satiated cat. She padded over to his closet and took a dark-green robe from its confines, slipping it over her nakedness. Then she joined him in the kitchen.
He smiled broadly when he saw her, and took her in his arms, lavishing a probing kiss as greeting. She returned it with fervent ardor, and for one dizzy moment almost reached for his crotch to stroke his prick.
"I bought some wine and cheese and fruit. I hope you don't find it too Spartan." He held her near, his arm about her shoulders, one hand stroking her shoulder.
"No, it sounds rather appropriate. It'd be a shame to follow a feast of love with a feast of food. After all, gluttony is a sin."
He chuckled. "If you are the food of love, my dear, then my one desire is to be a gourmet."
"That sounds a bit lewd, darling," she said, taking the proffered glass of wine.
"Well, if I didn't mean it that way, I should have."
He loaded everything on a platter and they proceeded to the living room. Seated side by side on the plush couch where earlier Anna had sucked him off, they enjoyed the pleasure of aged wine and cheese.
"Tell me, Anna, are you free tonight, or must you hurry back to your brood?"
She shook her head. "I don't have to hurry home. Robbie and Marshall probably go out tonight, and I'll just call them and tell them that I'm going to the club dance. Then we can do whatever you like. Though I hope it involves what I like."
His hand dropped to one silken-fleshed thigh and stroked it. "You know it does. I can't seem to get enough of you."
"I'm glad. Because I can't say that I'm tiring of you just yet either."
"That sounds like an invitation," he murmured, and bent to press his lips to her neck. She inclined her head to receive the kiss, and took his arms and pulled him to her. She could feel his eager hand between her thighs, one delicate finger sliding along her slick pink slit.
"Take it as you want to, but I could make love to you every minute of the day." She spread her legs wider and moved her hips in response to the probing of his fingers in her box. "Can't you feel me now; feel how much I want you?"
"Ummm," he said, virtually gnawing at her throat. His finger found the entrance to her cunt hole, and darted inside.
Anna lolled her head back, and strained against the finger, which at that moment was exploring the walls of her pussy. She began to hunch against it, and he, knowing how much it was exciting her, tantalized her by moving near her clit and then stopping just short of it each time. The suspense of his withholding his probing from her pleasure button drove her to shift her crotch to try and catch the motion and bring it to her joy spot.
She slid her fingers into his dark hair and jerked his head back from her neck; damp from the wetness of his kiss and throbbing from the sucking and biting he had been giving the tender flesh.
She pulled his mouth to her and slipped her tongue past his open teeth, swabbing the insides of his mouth with reckless abandon. The hot tip of her tongue touched his and they intertwined like wild vines out of control. She probed the back of his teeth as though somehow they could fuse into one being.
Finally they broke the passionate embrace, and Al let loose a great sigh. Then he stood up and began undressing, casting aside garments wantonly.
She smiled; glad to know that she had engendered such a response from him. Knowing that she had aroused him to such a fever pitch increased her own hominess, and as she stared at his nakedness, and the prick swaying menacingly from his crotch, and the sac of balls drawn tight beneath it, she pulled the robe from her and waited for him to fuck her.
His eyes flowed with lust, and she could see his cock spasm with anticipation. She bent her head forward and kissed his tool, all the while stroking the backs of his thighs.
"A different treat this time, Anna. Come up to me."
He took her hands and she rose to press herself to him tightly. Then they separated, and he stepped back and motioned to the carpet.
"Get on your hands and knees, darling," he instructed.
She was puzzled. She had expected him to tell her to lie down on the carpet, but this particular order caught her off guard.
Apparently sensing that she did not fully comprehend, he smiled reassuringly and said, "Trust me. There are more ways than one to skin a cat, and as many more ways to screw. Just get on the carpet like you were a baby crawling around, and I'll take it from there."
She did as he ordered; balancing herself on the palms of her hands and her knees, and waited expectantly. Then Al went out of her vision as he moved behind her, but in a few seconds she sensed his presence behind her.
She suddenly understood. Once again she had demonstrated how little she knew, and for a moment she was ashamed of her own ignorance.
But then he was at her, and she could feel the burning touch of his prick head, seeking entry into her cunt. Well, her twat was adequately juiced, and he should have no trouble getting his dick into her willing slit.
He placed his hands along her hips and thrust relentlessly forward. She could feel her cunt lips parting to allow his cock to enter, and the first thrills of excitement shot through her.
She could not tote up the times she had so wanted to be under the complete dominance of a man who understood the needs of a woman, and having understood could fulfill them with such perfect skill. Feeling the rise of Al's cock in her cunt hole, knowing the sheer sense of satisfaction his thickened shaft was bringing her, she knew that there was nothing else so completely necessary to the well-being of a woman. Or a man, she supposed, judging from the groans emanating from Al as he pushed his dick to full penetration.
God, it was good to feel a hard dick straining at her guts, probing her cunt for that glorious moment of union and total fulfillment. She threw back her head as Al gathered a final burst of strength before they were off on the mad dash toward orgasm.
"Here we go!" he shouted, and began to fuck her with long, deep thrusts, and she responded with a pent-up moan of expectation and shoved her cunt up to the driving cock. She could feel and hear the hard slap of his pelvis at her ass cheeks as his cock thudded into her twat. His hands were gripping her flesh and pulling her to him as he shoved the hard male meat to her cunt, and she wished she could lift her hands and touch his without toppling forward on her face.
"Fuck me, Al. Shove your cock in me, baby," she said in a tiny breathless voice.
He responded with even more savage thrusts, and she groaned her pleasure. The hard shaft was stroking the walls of her cunt, and it seemed to her to be growing larger with every thrust. She wondered if that were possible. Wasn't there a limit to how large a man's prick could grow?
The slap-slap of his crotch against her butt cheeks was a glorious sound accompanied by their ragged breathing. She could feel the ever-thickening shaft finding her clitoris with greater regularity, and was amazed at the very different feeling that dog-style fucking gave her. Instead of the swollen crown thoroughly massaging her clit, the soft underbelly of his prick was even now shooting exquisite thrills through her very being.
"Harder, Al! Deeper, baby!" she commanded, rocking with her head and body as she tried to shove her ass backwards to meet his hunching forward. Her boobs swayed with the same rhythm, and she wished that this position did not preclude Al's massaging her jugs, or even sucking them. But she was not arguing, nor did she want to change to a different position. Not with her pussy promising that very soon, at the insistence of Al's cock, she would be bucking her way through the prime thrill of orgasm.
"Keep your ass twisting, Anna!" he moaned. "Just like that."
She obliged by exaggerating her jiggling motion even more, and she knew from the groans of pleasure that she had succeeded in adding to Al's pleasure.
"Like this?" she breathed with joy.
"God, yes. Your cunt feels as tight as a teenager's."
She wondered how many teenagers he had fucked, but then realizing that she was feeling twinges of jealousy, she ignored that thought and accepted what she was sure had been meant as a compliment. After all, a lot of teenaged girls were getting more dick than she usually did, so why shouldn't her cunt be tight?
"Fuck me, Al. Put that hard cock up in my belly," she begged.
She had no time to think of anything but his rhythm as her cunt sent waves of excitement coursing through her flesh. Her sensitive twat was becoming inflamed with the heat of passion, reacting to the precise massaging of her clit.
"Keep it up, baby!" she told him. "There, ah, I'm going to come. I can feel it! Oh, it won't be long!"
Al caught up in the joyous response Anna was giving to his fucking, felt the juices gathering in his balls for that final explosion, and increased the rapidity of his strokes.
The two of them, fucking ever more hurriedly as the throes of passion gripped them, spun their way toward a simultaneous orgasm. Al's hands, grasping at the slickness of her pelvis, jerked her to him with savagery, and she accepted it with groans of encouragement.
"NOW!" she bellowed, as the white-hot moment of release washed over her.
"NOW!" he echoed as his nuts let go a huge load of sperm that lathered the sides of her cunt, and then followed with more cock cream until he felt that his balls must have completely shriveled up in depositing so much cum inside Anna's convulsing snatch.
They were silent for several moments as they gathered their strength and simply enjoyed the aftermath of their climax. They were still joined, his prick slowly shrinking in her quim as he pressed himself to her. She could feel its retreat and thought what a shame it was, and as if to offer a parting good-bye, squeezed the inner muscles of her cunt.
To her surprise his prick reacted to the squeezing. For a second she thought that his tool had risen in response to the clamping of her cunt walls on it. She worked her twat muscles again.
Sure enough his cock had stopped shrinking and thickened when she did that. She continued to squeeze his prick with her cunt muscles, and felt the shaft growing large again with every squeeze she made.
"You really can't get enough, can you, baby?" he said, aware of what she was doing, and grinning his assent to it.
"I wasn't kidding. I've got a lot of time to make up. There's a whole lot of fucking I've missed these last few years, and I'm looking for back payment. I hope you don't mind."
"Mind? It's the best thing that's happened to me in quite some time. I told you once that I've always wanted to lay you. I knew it would be a pleasure to fuck you. I must admit, I haven't been disappointed. Not one bit."
"I'm glad. Now since I've got a rise out of you, what do you say we go through the dog-fuck again?"
He chuckled. She was right that his dick had fully responded to her, and was again stiff and swollen inside her horny cunt. But like before he had other ideas.
"Since you like to fuck so much, why don't I invite some friends over? There's a couple who get together with me a lot and we sort of share and share alike."
Anna wasn't sure she liked the idea. She had decided to give herself to Al and Al alone. She didn't know if she would feel comfortable balling with another man.
But then it hit her that perhaps she was sinking back into her old ways, denying herself pleasure when deep inside she really wanted to. And it was now apparent to her that she was curious about this other couple, curious about this other man especially. She liked Al's fucking, no doubt about that. But she hadn't known that until today. Who was to say that this other man could not fuck as well, would not please her as well? She resolved to accept Al's offer.
"Okay, call them up. But after we get in a little more screwing."
He patted her on the ass.
"Now, that's my kind of woman talking. I know you'll enjoy it."
"I trust your judgment, Al. You've given me a good time. I don't think it'll turn bad as long as you're involved."
"Believe it, Anna" He withdrew his prick from her anxious cunt.
"Where are you going?" she wailed. She liked the thickness of his cock filling her pussy. "Something new, baby."
He hadn't gotten from behind her just yet. She waited, and then felt the touch of the taut skin of his prick head.
"Lower, Al. That's my asshole."
"I know," he said huskily. "I'm going to give you a little ass-fucking. I'll bet you never had that before."
Anna recoiled at the touch of his cock against her tender bung. She didn't like the idea of getting corn holed, but she had said she trusted Al, and she had meant it. She tried hard to relax, to accept the push of his prong as he tried to thrust it up her brownie.
"Your cock's too big, Al. And my asshole's too little. Haven't you got any Vaseline or something to make it slick so you can get it easy?"
"Sure, I should have realized that. I'll be right back."
While Al was gone, Anna gave some serious thought to the buggering she was about to get. She wasn't sure that she wanted to get fucked in the ass, knowing as she did that there would be considerable pain involved. But then she remembered the pleasurable sensations earlier that morning, when Al's quick tongue had tingled the sensitive flesh of her bung, and she shoved the apprehension to the back of her mind. But still it did not completely disappear.
When Al returned, his cock glistened with Vaseline.
Anna released a sigh that had tightened her chest, and watched as Al got to his knees.
"Don't worry. If you keep yourself loose, you'll be past the first stage, and then it'll get really exciting," he assured her, taking his finger and sliding it into her taut asshole.
She jerked as he penetrated her bung, and then relaxed as she realized what he was doing.
"Better if I lubricate it some, too."
"Yes, of course. I'm willing to try this, Al, but please take it easy. I want to try everything I can, to improve my practical education of sex. It's terrible to be so damned ignorant of everything. I feel like a sexual infant."
"You're doing fine. Better an infant than an invalid. You're a natural lover, Anna, when you relax. And that's what you've got to do with this."
"I'll certainly try."
Anna felt the slick knob pushing at her bung, and drew away instinctively. She just couldn't make herself believe that the huge knob would be able to penetrate her small hole. For one wild moment, she pictured Al, locked in the throes of passion, forcing entry, and ripping the flesh of her brownie as he knifed his huge rod into her virginal bunghole.
"You're much too tense, Anna. Remember to relax. I'm not going to hurt you more than the very minimum. Okay?"
"Okay."
Al's fingers strongly gripped her hips. He pulled her towards him, and she could feel the cock head pushing at her asshole, while in response the flesh of the ring began to yield ever so slowly. What pain there was had so far been bearable, and she grew less tense as she began to feel that she had made much too much out of something that was quite tame.
But just as suddenly she was made aware of how she had lulled herself. She moaned loudly as Al gave a quick thrust while pulling her to him. His taut cock head popped into her shitter, lodging just enough so that the ring could close about the shaft where it began to taper. Pain shot out from her ass in ever-widening circles, like pebbles dropped in a stream, and she sucked her breath deeply, while every muscle grew tighter than before.
"Do you want me to quit?" asked Al solicitously.
"No! We've gotten this far. I'm committed. Go on, Al."
"I've corn holed lots of women before, Anna. They've all told me it was worth this beginning pain."
"God, I hope so! Go on, honey."
Al pushed forward, forcing his dick ever deeper into her clutching bung, every inch like a mile of torture for Anna. She almost fainted, but then the vertigo left her. If it weren't for the pressure of Al's hands, holding tightly to her hips, she might have withdrawn herself completely from the push of his cock.
But she gritted her teeth, and finally the pain which had threatened to inundate her calmed into a dull throbbing.
Then Al began to thrust farther, and Anna discovered that she had mistakenly assumed that he had fully embedded his cock up her ass. The rubbery tissue of her clinging butt-flesh twitched against the stiffened prong as it drove incessantly until his cock was in her ass to the balls. For the briefest of moments Al's dick laid buried deep within her shit-chute while the pain subsided again to a manageable level. Then Al began to withdraw and thrust, and she felt the slap of his heavy balls against her cunt lips as he buggered her.
He kept hunching her bare butt, although it was a very slow kind of drive forward and pull back. The ins and outs of his prick head in her tight ass were still painful, but not nearly as much as before. In fact, with every long, lazy stroke of his cock, the pain was being replaced with a vaguely erotic kind of pleasure.
Anna could hear Al groaning as the entire length of his burning shaft edged its way into the very depths of her bowels.
As Al continued to fuck her ass, Anna felt the dull, throbbing ache become replaced by a glowing pleasure that flowed from her pulsating brownie and swept up into her belly. At the same time, the continual slap of his sac of balls against her cunt was adding another kind of pleasure.
It was amazing the transformation that was taking place within Anna. As Al drove his dong into her asshole, until it seemed he was balls deep in her shit-chute, the rhythmic thrusting mad; Anna throw back her head and scream, not from pain but from pleasure. Her eyes rolled in her head until it seemed as if the whites were all that made up her eyes. Her tits heaved, but her breathing was still constricted.
"Faster!" she pleaded, and began to laugh from the sheer vibrancy of her excitement. "Oh, it's good!"
She was thoroughly enjoying the ass-fucking, more than she had realized she could. It was unbelievable the thrills that were shooting through from the pistoning prick diving ever deeper into her butt.
"Give it to me, give it to me, give it to meeee!" she chanted. "Fuck my ass, Al! Give me all your cock!"
Al's hips began to pick up speed at the urging of Anna's voice. He gripped her ass tightly and thrust savagely into the tight hole.
"It's like a goddamn furnace!" he moaned, pistoning with all his power. "You've got the hottest and tightest ass I've ever fucked. I don't know if I can hold on any longer!"
"More, more! FUCK MY ASS MORE!!" she bellowed.
Al closed his eyes and tried to hold back. Already his balls had begun to tighten and rise in the wrinkled scrotum, readying the big load that would soon have to come. But if Anna wanted more fucking, he would try to oblige her, for he wanted very much for her to enjoy getting corn holed since she was returning to him so much pleasure.
Anna lowered her head and looked back. She could see little of what was happening at her rear, but she could feel and hear it. Al's hairy legs were pressed tight to the backs of her thighs as he drove his prick recklessly into her red-hot asshole.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, and hunched back to him.
"Is it good?" he asked.
"Mmmm, it's good! SO GOOOD!"
Al was fucking with all the power he had, like a pent-up hurricane that was raging a coastline. Now he felt more like a volcano about to erupt.
"I can't last much longer! I'm coming! OHHHH, COMMMING!"
Anna continued to fuck her asshole right back at him, relishing the delicious thrusting of his cock. She felt the first burst of sperm as it exploded violently into her clasping asshole, the hot jizz laving the walls of her shitter in a veritable flood that threatened not to stop.
He had slammed deep in her butt and held his dick there as he unloaded the first batch of fuck cream, but he withdrew and thrust three more times before he shot the remainder of cum from his balls.
On the very heels of Al's climax came Anna's.
"JESUS, I'M COMING TOO!" she yelled as the lust gripped her, the rhythmically twitching pecker still hard enough for her to hunch her way through the final plunge into the abyss of orgasm.
It was unspeakably wonderful; raging through her like no other climax had ever done, leaving her gutted by the very thoroughness of it. It gripped her bowels and sent them spasmodically fluttering from the exquisite pleasure, and as if to compound it, she felt Al's finger working at her clit to add to the unbelievable reality of her coming.
She collapsed her arms numb from holding herself up, moaning weakly, yet not regretting even one moment of the buggering.
Al lay on top of her, his cock beginning now to shrink as he relaxed; sure that Anna had climaxed, too.
Al rolled them to their sides and they lay like that for quite some time, not moving, their bodies glued together by their own sweat, their sexual organs wet and sticky from the commingling of fuck juices. Basking in the warm aftermath of the experience, Ann admitted to Al that the ass-fuck had been all that he had promised.
"There are other things, too, that I think you'll enjoy."
Lying on the carpet, holding one another close, they were almost oblivious to the knocking at the door.
"That must be your friends," said Ann.
She no longer felt apprehensive about meeting them.
"Bring them in, Al. I'm anxious to meet them." Al just grinned as they slipped on their robes and he made for the door.
Anna watched him pause, and turn back to face her. She pulled up her robe, spread her thighs and winked at him with her hair-fringed pussy. Then he opened the door.