Chapter 9
Tricia did definitely not like the look of pure, undaunted lust she saw raging over Steve's dark, swarthy face. It was clear that he was going to fuck her and there was nothing that she could do about it!
For there was one thing that Tricia did not know about Steve. Mick would fuck anyone, anytime, anywhere, but Steve was different; very different; he took extreme and almost sadistic pleasure in turning a girl into a screaming, jiggling mass of flesh!
He stood there, just eyeing her, like a collector eyeing an exquisite butterfly he had laid out on the board. Tricia glanced out of the side of her eye to catch a glimpse of Sally as she positioned her naked thighs over the stiff-dicked immensity of Mick's monstrous erection and lowered her nakedly-offered cunt over his pelvis as he lay on the ground.
Oh god, Tricia said to herself now she's going to fuck him.
"Let's see what you've got under there, baby," Steve salaciously said as he stepped towards Tricia and crudely thrust his hands under her blouse, forcing her blouse over her head and onto the ground so that Tricia's gorgeous shoulders and splendidly tapering waist were completely exposed except for the black silkiness of her brassiere. The stark, vivid contrast between Tricia's milk-white skin and her ebony-black brassiere somehow made Steve's throbbing cockhead bulge even more with pure undaunted lust for the wonderful pussy of this exquisite young specimen of femininity!
Steve couldn't stand it any longer; he grabbed the tight-fitting form of Tricia's hip-hugging jeans and tore them violently down over the voluptuous swells of her fine, delectable hips. Her panties were a silky black to match her brassiere, and again, that stark contrast between the alabaster whiteness of Tricia's skin and the smooth, ebony cloth of her underwear created a strange and forbidden lust in the mind of Steve and he couldn't wait to get his thick, meaty, uncircumcised erection into the tight, moist depths of her married pussy!
"Shit!" Steve bellowed as he grasped her panties from behind and slowly began working them over the deep, fleshy cleft of her naked ass, "What a nice little butt you got, baby!"
Tears of shame welled up in Tricia's pretty blue eyes. This was a degrading and humiliating experience, to have her body put on display and referred to as though it were a piece of beef at an auction!
Steve suddenly wrenched Tricia's panties down over the ivory-like form of her long tapering legs, and suddenly kneeled on the ground, pressing his face close against her naked ass as his hands salaciously parted the nude half-moons of her exquisite bottom.
Tricia felt the cool mountain air rush against the puckered ring of her shamefully exposed anus. Before she even had time to think what was happening, Steve had buried his tongue wickedly into the moist depths of her naked rectum!
Good, good! Tricia said to herself. My own husband doesn't even do that!
Steve's tongue was frenetic and wild, like a pain-maddened snake that had been shot and was now in a twisting and wriggling agony of death! As his tongue violently continued to invade her naked asshole, his hands hotly massaged her tight, firm, female bottom and the delicious small of her back.
Slowly, sensuously, Steve's agile fingers trailed around to the front of Tricia's naked pubis and wantonly began to fondle the fleecy swirls of her blonde and shining pubic hairs.
"Ummmmm! Nice!" Steve moaned as his wildly roving fingers assaulted the blood-filled, fleshy folds of Tricia's married vagina. "Bet it's tight in there!"
Never in all her wildest fantasies had Tricia ever dreamed that she would ever be completely helpless and in the hands of a total stranger!
Tricia gave a shivering shudder of dread; she feared the worst and the worst was happening; Steve had partially inserted the rod of his stiffened middle finger into the warm pink folds of her teenage cunt!
Steve smiled to himself as he felt Tricia's delectable vaginal flesh crowd tightly around his finger and he knew that when he finally speared the unprotected depths of her pussy with the steel-hard pole of his cock that the vise-like grip of this tight little broad would deliver ball-crushing pains of bestial delight to his adulterous cock!
Tricia winced as she felt Steve's hard digit burrow further into the musky darkness of her married womb and she spread her gorgeous legs widely apart to avoid the discomforting pain as Steve tunneled deeper into her.
Steve was an old master at manipulating the mysteries of a woman's body, and he knew that with pain had to come pleasure. He slowly took his thumb and forefinger and found the most sensitive and pleasure giving instrument in the body of this voluptuous married girl...
...the nerve packed node of her naked clitoris!
"Ahhhh, Uhhhh," Tricia moaned as her eyes popped open in disbelief at the obvious fact that Steve had swiftly and accurately located the most vulnerable part in her body! As his finger wormed deeper into the liquid heat of her married belly, Steve slowly and rhythmically began to insinuatingly and salaciously fondle the throbbing bud of her pearly clitoris.
God! I wish he wouldn't do that! Tricia said to herself. J wish he would do that! Why doesn't he just stick it in and forget about it!?
Why was Tricia so worried? She had told herself, had resigned herself to the fact that she was doing this solely to protect her and Sally's life. What did she care if Steve massaged her clitoris? Wasn't it the same as anything else he could do? Wasn't this just a cold, hard, "sexual encounter" over which she had no control? Why the worry? Why the concern? Or . . .
...was Tricia secretly worried about something? Was she afraid of herself? No, she told herself, No! That was silly! She wouldn't feel anything! She was not like Sally! No man would ever get her to carry on like a wanton animal or betray the infallible logic of her morality!
Steve suddenly rammed his cunt-buried finger in its entirety into Tricia's pussy, and at the same time, increased the pace, rate, and pressure of his clitoral massage as he continued to hotly lave her thighs, buttocks, and asshole with his quick, deft tongue.
As Steve slid his finger slowly and agonizingly backwards from Tricia's cunt, he felt the tight, wet folds of her blood-warm vaginal flesh crowd around his finger like the clasping petals of some exotic night flower. Without so much as a warning, he rammed his finger into her again, then out again, then in again, then out again, in again, out again, in, out, in, out. IN! OUT! IN! OUT! IN! OUT! IN! OUT! IN! OUT!
An incredible rhythm of sensuality was developing from the triple and intensive stimulation emanating from Steve's cunt-buried finger, and clitoral-stimulating hands.
Tricia tried to close her supple thighs, but Steve tightly grabbed the snow-white, tender insides of her naked legs and spread them even more wider apart.
"No, sir, honey!" Steve said. "You ain't closin' up on me! No siree!"
Why had Tricia tried to close her legs in the first place? Since she knew that at least in action, she was going to have to give him a token piece of ass, why was she closing her legs? She knew that if she didn't cooperate that she and Sally would be left alone here in the wilderness to die! Certainly, she didn't close her legs to prevent Steve's "getting on with it." Was there another reason? Had Tricia in fact felt a definite surge of arousal pulse through her married belly, a surge of arousal that she was not sure she could cope with?
Whatever the case was, her legs were now wide open again and Steve was laboring beneath her with greater fervency and power than ever now. "Ohhhhhhh!" Tricia moaned as she felt her knees weaken. For some reason she felt an overwhelming compulsion to sink to the ground, and slowly, the tall willowy form of the exquisite blonde wife melted to her knees, still leaving Steve complete and unguarded access to her naked bottom and pussy.
"What's the matter, eh, baby?" Steve said. "Gettin to you, eh?"
"No! No!" Tricia pleaded. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Oh, No!" Steve asked. "We'll see, we'll see!" Tricia was now down on all fours, her arms extended in front of her for support and her bottom and pussy nakedly exposed as though she were a bitch dog in heat! Steve was driving more deeply than ever now into the liquid depths of her naked pussy and his fingers were working over her unguarded clitoris with a ravishing intensity.
Steve felt Tricia's beautifully hewn ass-cheeks tremble with a definite shudder of arousal and he knew that despite the words of denial and protestation which issued from Tricia's pretty lips, that her body was responding to the frantic and arousing assault on her naked teenage cunt!
Steve suddenly withdrew his stiffened middle finger and Tricia knew that this pause must be an indication of some new act of wanton humiliation that he had planned for her!
Tricia heard the sound of clothing being removed and she heard Steve unbutton his belt buckle. With a sense of half curiosity, half fear, she gazed between the deep valley of her own lewdly dangling breasts' naked cleavage and saw Steve slip off his tight-fitting jockey shorts to reveal...
...the bng, stiff, blue-veined pole of his bulging erection!
It's so big! Tricia screamed mentally. It's so big! I don't see how that thing could fit up any woman, let alone me!
Tricia's assessment of Steve's long, thick, oversized dick was not far from the truth; as he pulled the ruddy foreskin back to reveal the glistening stalk of his monstrous shaft, it was quite obvious that handling such an ominous and huge prick would be an overwhelming task for any woman, especially a woman with a tight, virginal-like pussy such as Tricia!
Tricia saw the tiny slit in the end of Steve's dick vertically grinning at her as though it were expressing a lewd and perverted smile. She saw him take it between his hands as though it were a mighty cutlass and then she shuddered as Steve rose above her and laid his thick, blue-veined meat between the fleshy cleft of her exposed buttocks.
Any one stumbling upon the scene would have been struck with the primitiveness of the entire tableau; the dark, naked swarthy male hunched in an animalish posture over the trembling and helpless form of the starkly nude female, her long silken hair dangling carelessly to the ground. Yes, there was definitely something ancient and pagan about the scene. It was as though it were a replay of some dim and distant time in man's past when human beings took their pleasure with whomever they wanted.
Steve took the ripe, firm flesh of Tricia's ass and smothered his cock in it, feeling the lewd, adulterous thrill of lust race through the thick meat of his prick and he knew that undeniably had to have a piece of her tight little ass!
"Come on, baby, over, over on your butt so's I can give you a nice hard jab with my ole' pole here," Steve said as he forced Tricia over on her back.
As Tricia turned she caught a lewd, shocking, glimpse of Sally and Mick; the tall, burly backpacker was standing above the dark and tan form of Tricia while she knelt before his hairy loins in a posture of abject submission, the long, fiery meat of Mick's turgid penis buried deep in her throat and clasped tightly between her dark, red lips!
Tricia stared in disbelief at the obscene performance of her friend, but she now had problems of her own, for Steve had flattened her out completely on her back, had forced her legs open and was now preparing to enter her.
Tricia watched with trepidation as Steve's bloated dickhead drew closer and closer to the frightened mouth of her tight little pussy and suddenly . . .
...he slipped two inches of his blood-filled cock into her trembling pussy and she moaned in anguish . . .
"Oh, please, no, no! It's too big!"
"We'll see about that!" Steve replied, and with one deep-skewering, impaling, mind-sizzling pelvis thrust, sent his sperm-laden cock banging into the nerve-packed fissure of her married pussy!
"Owww 'Jesus' " Tricia moaned.
She had to do something about the pain!
It was incredibly intolerable! Wait! there was one chance; she had been trained in yoga. Wasn't there a mental exercise she had been taught somewhere that could block out pain? She tried to remember! Yes! Yes! That was it! She remembered the image that she had to conjure up in her mind; a cool mountain lake. She had to concentrate every nerve and fiber of her being on dissolving the raging genital heat which Steve's dick was ravaging her violated pussy with. She tried to blank out her mind, using all the yoga training she had!
A cool mountain lake.
A cool mountain lake.
A cool mountain lake.
Yes! Yes! She could see it in the eye of her mind . . .
...A lake . . .
...A cool mountain lake.
Slowly the initial pain raging through Tricia's dizzied mind subsided and there was nothing but a clam numbness and she gave a sigh of relief at the fact that at least she would not have to suffer through this shameful and humiliating ordeal.
Steve was positioned above the hapless wife in a powerful posture of absolute male dominance. His well-muscled hands shot out to either side of him and his hard, hair-covered buttocks clenched powerfully together as he prepared to withdraw his firmly implanted prick on the backstroke.
Tricia was feeling a new sensation now, and she tried to define it: it seemed like a feeling of intense, bursting fullness that seemed to emanate from her cock-stuffed vagina and radiate to every pore of her feminine being.
Before Tricia had time to examine her feelings any further, Steve had pulled back and then had thrust forward with a powerful pelvic lunge that shook Tricia's entire nude body with insinuating vibrations of orgasmic lust. Tricia gazed down along the path of her tight, slender, white belly and stared with the curiosity of a new born child as Steve rapidly withdrew on the back-thrust and the palpitating, nerve-packed flesh of her pussy clung quiveringly around the stiff, purplish pole of the athletic muscular youth's steel-stiff dick.
Steve was not giving Tricia time to analyze what was happening to her, for he had begun slamming in and out of her nakedly splayed pussy with a repetitive, driving, humping rhythm and her entire body was rocketing with the quivering shudders of this total stranger's wanton adulterous assault!
Steve lowered his lips onto the pink-capped peak of Tricia's unabashedly exposed left tit and fully took the tight-tipped, delicious node into the frantic heat of his tit-hungry mouth.
A new sensation riveted through Tricia's assaulted body as an electric tingle of unmistakable arousal surged from the tip of her lingually embedded breast through the shivering nerves of her naked belly and exploded in orgasmic foreshowment on the sizzling bud of her clitoris!
She opened her pretty blue eyes in disbelieving wonder as her body told her one thing and her mind told her another!
"Ummmmm!" Steve grunted as he slammed into her with renewed fury, "loosening up a bit, honey?"
"Ungh! Ummmmmm!" Tricia moaned gutturally as she experienced a definite surge of pleasure as she felt Steve's spongy cock-head bang against the rubbery depths of her married vagina.
Tricia glanced over and had a shocking glimpse of Sally: Sally had her pretty face flush against the hairy, matted clump of Mick's naked pubis and his huge, bloated balls were crushed lewdly against her face as the burly man gripped her tightly by the ears in a vivid and lucid picture of a woman being dominated by a man!
The real shock that Tricia received was from the fact that Sally's actions were incredibly insinuating and unabashedly cooperative! She was just not kneeling in front of Mick in a posture of passive helplessness; her hands were wildly fondling his naked thighs, balls, and buttocks, and a deep, purring guttural mewl emanated from the cock-stuffed cavity of her throat.
Mick was snorting and grunting above Sally like some sort of wild beast. Man, was she a good cocksucker! Umm Umm! She had this ball-agonizing way of creating a powerful vacuum as she hollowed the sides of her pretty cheeks and, at the same time, hotly encircled the spongy head of his dick with her wild and agile tongue.
"Yeah, yeah, nice, baby," Mick grunted. "Real nice! Keep it up! Cause Fm gonna fill your mouth with a bucketful of sperm!"
Tricia let out a long, low moan as Steve slammed his dick all the way into her. Instead of pulling out of her right away, he salaciously ground his dick even deeper into the hapless wife so that there was a distinct "scratching" sound as his thick and dark pubic hairs grated sharply against the fleecy golden curls of Tricia's own love-mound.
She looked up at Steve and caught his gaze; there was no doubt about it; there was a strange, hard stare on his face and Tricia knew that for Steve she was one thing and one thing only; a sex object, a cunt to fuck!
Oh, but what a cunt this little broad was! She had skin like a goddess and a body to put all the movie stars in the world to shame, and the tightest, most clinging and clasping little cunt he'd ever felt!
Suddenly Steve arched back like a cat, pulling the long, turgid pole of his uncircumcised stiffness so that it not only skewered the palpitating depths of her invaded, adulterous but slid arousingly across the nerve-packed bud of her naked clitoris as well!
Tricia trembled as Steve's prick relentlessly stimulated her pussy and clitoris, and then, in a blatant act of insinuating invitation, Tricia rolled her gorgeously naked hips in a stark undulation of aroused lust. As Steve pulled his cock out of her, her thighs automatically lunged forward to answer his rampant cock-thrust!
Tricia caught herself as she pulled down on the back-thrust. Why was she doing this? What had happened? Hadn't she told herself that she would remain in control through this entire situation? Why had her thighs suddenly risen to meet Steve's rampant pelvic thrusts?
Was there something wonderfully wicked and compelling about being taken by a total stranger? Was there another side to Tricia's personality that even she was not aware of? Was there, beneath that housewife exterior, a savage female animal who was in reality a cock-crazy slut?
Tricia became aware of a sense of raw pleasure as she watched Steve skewering deeply into her nakedly proffered pussy, the thick, long veins standing out in stark relief. She continued to watch the lewd spectacle with an almost perverted curiosity and then she suddenly noticed a difference in the texture of Steve's ruddy, uncircumcised dick . . .IT WAS WET AND GLISTENING MOIST FROM THE SWEET AND SAVORY JUICES OF HER OWN EXQUISITE PUSSY!
Tricia's eyes popped wide open in amazement. My God! she said to herself. It can't be! My love juices are flowing! That can only mean one thing....
I LIKE IT!
Tricia tried to tell herself that it was an accident, that this couldn't be happening, that she could not be enjoying this adulterous performance, but...
SHE WAS!
Tricia tried not to think of the situation, tried not to think and analyze the myriad of conflicting feelings racing through her dizzied brain. The truth of the matter was that she really couldn't think about anything except Steve's wonderfully deep tunneling cock slithering relentlessly into her married pussy and she knew that at this moment there was only one thing she wanted to do.
TRICIA HAD TO CUM!
Yes! Yes! That was all she could concentrate on now! Somehow a raging genital heat began to boil in her married loins and she trembled with a lewd joy as she felt Steve's stiff, meaty pole bang wickedly into her womb and felt an obscene need to ride this stranger's cock until it burst inside her like a violent geyser!
Yes, at this moment, it was all Tricia could think about as she geared every supple, taut muscle in her flawless young body to milk Steve's skewering stiffness until it rode her to a wild and violent orgasm!
Steve felt the insinuating gyrations pulsing through Tricia's naked thighs and responded with a series of pelvic thrusts so rampant that the air hissed rapidly out of Tricia's overworked lungs and her eyes rolled back in her head like she was a wild animal. Her firm, full buttocks were flattened lewdly against the ground and her voluminous cuntal juices had dribbled from the cock-full shaft of her married pussy and oozed obscenely down the curve of her crotch.
She wrapped both of her hands around the broad expanse of Steve's muscle-lined back and pulled the male hardness of his chest flush against the soft, girlishness of her married tits as Steve bore down on her with all of his athletic weight.
There was no doubt about it! She loved the feel of his muscles rippling against her delectable flesh and the smell of his masculine scent as the sweat poured from his hotly humping body and burned her soft flesh like molten lava!
But wasn't this wicked? Wasn't this forbidden? After all, she was married, and now she was having sex with a total stranger!
God! She'd have to answer those questions later. Now she had to have it! She had to! She had to feel the stiff hot prick slithering into her with the inexorable, powerful fury of a steam engine!
Yes! Yes! Deeper! Deeper into the liquid heat of my belly with your wonderful, wicked fucking! Umm! That's it! Ride me! Ride me! Oh God! Yeah!
There are many other unspeakable thoughts racing through Tricia's mind as she violently rode Steve's prick until every nerve in her teenage body quaked from exhaustion!
Then the pretty blonde emitted a pitiful whimper of absolute submission and screamed at the top of her lungs as her legs shot straight into the air . . .
"OH JESUS, GOD! I'M ...I'M . GETTING OFF! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! OH JESUS, OH MY GOD!"
Tricia's naked thighs quaked so violently with her delicious orgasmic throes that she actually lifted Steve into the air! She scratched and clawed at his back like a woman gone wild and pressed his hard male buttocks with the heels of her naked feet as though she were trying to drive the spearing pole of his prick clear through her belly!
Steve felt her pussy-lips pulling at the meaty head and sides of his lust-bloated pole as though his cock were being sucked by a powerful plunger. He could stand it no longer. He gave a snort, then a grunt as he felt the adulterous electric tingle of his boiling sperm burst from the swollen, hair-matted sacs of his testicles and race along the monstrous shaft of his swollen prick! There was a brief, ominous pause, then a torrential sea of steaming jism spurted from the tiny slit in the head of his spongy dick and bubbled into the liquid depths of
Tricia's married womb!
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah!" Steve bellowed as he pumped into Tricia's flaming cunt with the animal ferocity of a wild bull!
"Oh, I can feel your hot, thick cum!" Tricia yelled. "It's all in my belly!
Tricia turned her head just in time to see the look on Sally's face when the bulbous, lust-bloated cockhead of Mick exploded in her mouth and sent a river of viscous, balm-like semen gurgling down her throat and into her married belly! Mick's legs buckled as he frantically face-fucked the wanton wife!
"That's it honey! Suck it! Suck it real good!"
Sally worked her fingers frantically over the sizzling sacs of Mick's heated balls as the burly backpacker emptied very hot, thick drops of his sperm into her. The amount of cum bursting from Mick's cock was so unbelievable that the excess dribbled luridly down the pretty brunette's chin.
When Mick had finally glutted her belly to bursting fullness, his dick went limp and flopped from her mouth with a lurid plop. Then the voluptuous wife performed an act which amazed even Mick. She salaciously licked the faint, white trail of his sperm from her mouth as though she were hungry for more.
When Steve had finally finished with Tricia, she lay panting exhaustedly on the ground as though she had just been the victim of an exorcism.