Chapter 6
When Paul Weems finally dragged his tail back home from the office, he knew he was in for it. Even though it was well after midnight, all the lights in the house were on and behind the screen door the front door was wide open. He parked the Lincoln in the driveway and steeled himself for the coming storm.
"Hi, baby, sorry I'm so late," he said as he walked into the living room. Kathy was sitting on the couch, not dressed for bed, but in a skirt and tube top. The expression on her face was pure fury.
"How nice," she said, nastily.
"Hey, I finally did it! I finally sold a place today!" he said, exuberantly, trying to get her mind off his lateness. "I was out celebrating with the guys in the office...."
"Really?"
"Aren't you happy for me, baby?" he asked, throwing his brief case and sport coat on the easy chair.
"Overjoyed," she said, sarcastically. "Tell me, Paul, how did you manage to sell this property?"
Paul frowned. There was something in her tone, something icy that he didn't like. He gave her a grin, though, and said, "Just my great sales ability, I guess."
"I want to see it!" she said, pushing up from the couch and walking over to him.
"Huh? What?! What are you doing?" he cried, as she grabbed the tab of his zipper and jerked it down, then stuffed her hand right into his fly, groping for his soft cock.
"I want to see if she left any teeth marks," Kathy said, pulling his cock out into the light of the room.
"She? Who? Hey!"
Paul flinched as his wife bent her head down to the still sticky head of his penis and gave it a long sniff.
"Phew!" she said, wrinkling up her face in disgust. "Didn't you even take the time to wash it afterwards?! "
"Kathy, I...I mean...I...." he stammered helplessly. There was no point in denying what was obviously true. He had been with another woman...even he could smell the raw pungent scent of freshly fucked pussy wafting up from his juice-matted loins.
"Or wouldn't she suck it clean for you?"
"Wow!" Paul groaned as his wife suddenly slipped his penis over her bottom lip and into her mouth. Her tongue swirled over it, licking it, laving it clean, loving it!
Almost immediately, his cock began to swell and grow between her lips, filling her mouth from cheek to cheek with its thick meatiness. She licked it hotly with her whole pink tongue, swirling it around in the moist oven-like heat of her mouth, her lips stretched painfully about the thick, turgid circumference of his hardened erection.
Paul peered down at his wife, still dumbfounded, watching as the slick wetness of his long, gleaming cock slid easily in and out of her mouth, moistened with her bubbly saliva until it looked like polished marble, blue-veined with ribbons of surging blood. Her lips were pulled out with the distended pole of his cock. Pink ridges of soft feminine flesh that clung to the heavy, blood-engorged thickness of his cock only to be crammed back into her mouth as he pushed deeply between her lips.
Kathy pulled the upper edge of her tube top down over her firm young breasts and he could see her soft, pink nipples throbbing with the excitement she was getting from her cocksucking. She fumbled with the hem of her short skirt, lifting it up. No panties! And she was touching herself, putting her fingertips to the moistly rimmed slit of her pink pussy! Paul knew what she wanted. She wanted him to eat her pussy!
"Kathy, honey, you are really hot!" he moaned. "I don't think I've ever seen you like this!"
She pulled the huge cockhead from her lips and said, "Shut up and lick me, lover. Tongue me and lick me until I cum!"
The lovely blonde managed to swing herself around and pull her husband down on top of her, her lips never leaving his cock for an instant. He was on his hands and knees over her, his face moving down the flat smooth plane of her belly to the slight rise of her pubic mound and the sparse wispy curls of her hair. He nosed his way into the sweet-smelling vee and she squirmed excitedly as his tongue made the first ecstatic contact with the pouting moisture-rimmed lips of her vagina. His tongue lashed into the fleshy soft warmth of her labial slit as she stretched out under him, her lips still pulling at it, milking him for the thick, creamy fluid of his ejaculation.
She toyed with his bloated testicles, and though they had been drained dry repeatedly by that bitch wife of Merl's, already they ached with the welling urge of yet another load. Kathy giggled to herself, knowing how this must hurt him, how sensitive his balls and cock must be after the workout that Benecia had given him.
Kathy spasmed, groaning excitedly, as his tongue-tip touched the button of her throbbing clitoris. Her legs spread even wider and then she closed them around his head, pressing her softly naked thighs over his ears and trapping his head deliciously between them. She shuddered and shook convulsively as his tongue hotly laved the full, pouting length of her vagina, spreading the folds of her steaming cunt like the halves of a sweet, fresh-cooked pastry.
"Uh-hhhh-yessss!" she gasped around the huge, pulsing head, her own head held tightly between his knees as he knelt over her. "Lick it! Lick it and make me cum!"
Her pelvis squirmed up at his tongue anxiously, her hips working feverishly as her husband tongued mercilessly into her quivering cunt.
"Mmmmmmmm," she hummed passionately around the gagging rod of his cock, but not forgetting to lick it and swirl her wet pink tongue over the blind, oozing face. She could feel his cock swelling incredibly inside the warm, fervent grip of her mouth and she sensed the throbbing pulse of his fast-rising passion...only a few more seconds and he would groan and jerk like a puppet.
"Suck it, Kathy! Harder! Oh, baby! Baby!" he moaned, lifting his tongue from the writhing blonde's pussy.
She felt his onrushing semen coming at her like an express train, but she reached around behind his thighs and gripped the tense flesh of his buttocks and pulled him down hard...ramming his pulsating cock into her throat.
"Oh, man!" he cried, his thighs and pelvis quivering as the spurting gush of hot sperm raced along the length of his penis and erupted into her mouth. His semen splattered against the back of her bruised throat and rushed down into her gullet. His sperm was sweet and rich and she swallowed it hungrily, licking the odd droplets from his still flexing cockhead and gulping it all down into her belly.
Her fingers groped tenderly for his lust-bloated scrotum and her hands massaged his balls, milking them for the last teeming gobbets of his semen. Only when she had drained him dry did she allow him to take his rubbery penis from her sucking mouth.
"Kathy, I really am sorry," he said, after a long silence. "But it was the only way I could sell the house. I had to do it. A realtor just isn't a realtor until he makes his first sale."
"I can understand that," she said. "I know how frustrated you were. I know how much you wanted to sell something. And I can almost accept the fact that you'd make love to a client to make a deal go through, but did you have to fuck that Mrs. Santiago, too?"
"How did you...? I mean...."
"Your boss called me up at about ten-fifteen," she said. "He told me you were in big trouble and that I had to come over to the office right away."
"The office?! Tonight?! " he groaned.
"That's right. He hinted that you were about to lose your realtor's license and that you were facing criminal charges, too."
Paul just gaped at her.
"When I got there, he told me that you'd made love to a Mrs. Walker and afterwards, she'd agreed to buy a house from you. He said that what you did was highly unethical and that Mr. Walker wanted to press charges against you and make them take away your license."
"Why that lying son of a bitch!" Paul snarled. "Mr. Walker didn't know a damn thing about it! Valerie, that's Mrs. Walker, has him so wrapped around her little finger that he doesn't know which way is up!"
"Merl said that if I did what he wanted me to, he would see to it that you didn't get into trouble."
"Jesus! I can imagine what that horny old bastard wanted, too!"
"Paul, I never told you this," she said, "but at that party last week, Merl made some awfully lewd suggestions to me. About my joining him and his friends in another kind of party."
Til kill him! I swear to God!"
"I wasn't going to go along with him, but...."
"What the hell do you mean 'but'?"
"...But he has this secret mirror on his wall that is really a window looking into his wife's office."
Paul's face blushed crimson.
"I wasn't going to go along with him because I didn't believe he was telling me the truth. I didn't think you'd really betray me, our marriage, to make a sale. Then he showed me the window and I knew you had."
"You saw me and Benecia?" he gasped.
"All of it," she told him. "I never knew you had that kind of stamina, Paul. You certainly never showed it to me."
"What can I say?"
"Nothing," she told him. "When I saw you and her, I knew I had to go along with him."
"What?! "
"That's right, Paul, while you and Mrs. Santiago were going at it in her office, Mr. Santiago and I...."
"You actually let him touch you?! " Paul snarled.
Kathy nodded. "We didn't fuck, but he did what you just did to me."
"He ate your pussy?! You let that animal put his mouth on your cunt?! "
Kathy nodded again. She hadn't expected her husband to get so angry. Deep down, she realized that she didn't think he cared enough about her to be mad. That he was getting furious made her feel wonderful.
"He licked me and masturbated," she said, delighting in the rage she was bringing to the surface in her husband. "And after he made me cum in his mouth, he shot his sperm all over my bare bottom."
"Damn! Damn!" Paul growled, pacing up and down the living room like a caged animal. What he was feeling was news to him, too. He'd thought that he could stand to see his wife put out to his boss if it meant a boost to his career, but when it came right down to it, he was just as possessive as the next guy. He didn't want anybody rooting around in his moist pink garden!
"And that isn't all, Paul."
He froze in mid-stride and turned towards her, his face a contorted mask of rage.
"He said if I don't meet him and his friends for that party, he'll personally turn you in to the Board of Realtors."
"That blackmailing bastard! I am going to kill him! I'm going to do it right now!"
"No, you aren't Paul," she said, moving towards him. "You know you aren't. You're too smart for that. We've got to go through with it. We have no choice. All he has to do is go to that Mr. Walker and tell him what you did to his wife and your career is over. The sacrifice is worth it, isn't it? To save your career?"
Paul felt like his head was about to explode. He had been had, he knew. The whole little scene with Benecia had been planned by her husband as part of the trap set to ensnare Kathy. That sick animal had been behind the mirror the whole time, watching his sexy wife put Paul through his paces! He had brought Kathy into the room to revel in her anguish, to take obscene advantage of her distress! And now he demanded that she further degrade herself by being the center attraction at a gang-bang! That Paul could do nothing at all to stop the horrible thing from happening filled him with a terrible frustration, an overwhelming anger. He clenched his fists so hard that the knuckles turned white and the sinews in his forearms stood out like steel bands.
"Don't take it so hard, Paul. It isn't the end of the world," she said. "I'll live through it. And think about it this way, it might even do me some good...."
"What?! "
"You know, make me stop being such a prude...."
The thought that his lovely young wife might actually be looking forward to a multiple ravishment drove Paul berserk. He lunged for her, grabbing her by the arm.
"Owww! Paul, stop!" she wailed as he shoved her belly down over the coffee table. She kicked and writhed but he was relentless and would not let her budge.
"I'll fix you!" he snarled, throwing her skirt up over her back, exposing the round, plump domes of her buttocks. "I'll show you!"
Kathy had no idea what was coming, but she was terrified. Her husband was crazy with anger, anger that desperately needed an outlet.
Paul raised his open hand high over his head and swung it down in a hissing arc...an arc that terminated on her upturned, milk-white buttocks.
THHHHWACK!
"YEEEEE!" Kathy squealed as the burning, lancing pain shot through her bottom, as she felt the meat of her ass quiver under the sharp impact of the blow.
"Damn you! Damn you!" Paul howled, jerking his arm up for another swing.
"Pleeeeeeease! Paul, stop!" she warbled, plaintively.
SMMMMACCKKKK!
"UHHH!" she bawled, her whole body jerking at the sudden, violent concussion.
Paul grabbed hold of the back of her neck and held her still as he rained the open-handed slaps down on her unprotected backside. He was determined to teach her, to teach the world a lesson for the wrongs done to his massive but fragile ego. He spanked her until his fingers went numb, he spanked her until the smooth cheeks of her ass glowed a fiery red from the accumulated heat of his abuse.
Kathy could do nothing to stop him. All her bleating and wailing did was make him madder, make him hit her harder and faster, so she choked down her cries of anguish and humiliation, whimpering softly as she tensed her bottom for the next stinging impact. In a strange way, she welcomed the spanking. She looked at it as punishment for what she'd done earlier in the evening. After all, she had done something terribly bad...and she deserved to be made to suffer for it. But what she was experiencing wasn't all pain and suffering. The repeated, rhythmic blows to her bottom had an odd side effect on her. The heat from the impacts coursed over her whole rear end, up her back and down her thighs, and between her legs. Little rivers of fire licked tantalizingly at the recently tongue-moistened slit of her inflamed pussy, sending delicious little thrills shooting up over her tummy, flickering at the tips of her breasts. The painful effect of the blows was diminished by their number and ferocity...her pain jangled nerve ends refused to respond to the jarring slaps any longer...all she could feel was the delicious spreading warmth between her legs.
Paul, too, was getting some strange sensations. His anger was rapidly fading into something entirely different. The feeling of sadistic power he had over the cringing, cowering girl had a remarkable effect on his flaccid cock: it brought it back from the dead! His erect penis lurched up from between his legs and thumped mindlessly upon his sternum, hard and swollen, and its head tight as a blood-filled tick.
He paused in mid-slap to catch his breath and was amazed to see his lithe blonde wife actually raise her battered ass, to lift it up into the blow that never came. Groaning from his own sudden flood of desire, Paul gripped Kathy's spank-reddened buttocks in both his hands and brutally wrenched them apart.
"Jeeezus!" he groaned again, as he saw the slippery wet petals of her steaming cunt, the yawning chasm of her cunt, so moist, so sticky, so ready for a good hard fuck. Her whole backside was awash in her pungent juice. The spanking had turned her on!
Kathy whinnied in pain as he tore her cheeks so cruelly apart. It felt like he was trying to rip them right off her body.
Paul grunted and gripped his turgid cock by the thick, throbbing neck, and dragged the bulbous, blood-engorged head through the moistness of her pussy slit, dampening the rigid pole, lubricating it so that his long, hard strokes would bore deeply up into her belly. In a way, his desire to hurt her, to punish her wasn't sated. He still wanted to make her scream and writhe for what she did with that bastard Santiago. There was little he could say to her, for he was certainly deserving of the lion's share of the blame for the predicament they found themselves in...but he could and would have his revenge!
When he first pressed his fleshy hardness against her slithery pussy lips, he'd intended to jam his angry bone up her cunt, to bang her into unconsciousness over the creaking coffee table, but as he looked down at her jiggling buttocks, her ivory smooth nether cheeks, dusted with the finest of fine blonde hair, he suddenly had a different idea. It was something he hadn't tried in a long, long time. Something Kathy had sworn he'd never try again without a fight. He would make her pay, all right, pay in goddamn spades!
He squeezed the tender softness of her buttocks in his strong fingers until the flesh rose up in pink welts and Kathy winced from the pain. He released his tight grip on her ass with one hand and took the tumescent thickness of his pulsing erection and squirmed it again through the moist heat of her cunt, wetting it for the unexpected entry he was about to enjoy...he was going to fuck her in the ass!
With his cock gripped in one clenched fist like a huge weapon, Paul worked it it up between the smoothly rounded mounds of her bottom until the bulbous, blood-heated head of his cock nudged salaciously against the tightly puckered lips of her nether hole.
"No!" she gasped as she felt the blazing knob grace her sensitive anal ring. "No, Paul! Not there! No, you promised!" The last phrase was a whining sob of humiliation.
But he only laughed silently and tightened his grip on her squirming buttocks and pushed hard with the moistly lubricated knob of his cock. Kathy was nakedly splayed, completely unguarded...and his cock was steel-hard and wet. There was no stopping him!
He felt the vainly resisting muscles of her anus trying desperately to hold out against the skewering hardness of his lust-thickened cock, then collapsing defeatedly in the face of his relentlessly sadistic onslaught. He grabbed her again with both hands and yanked her backwards by the hips, impaling her onto his meaty erection. His vigorous exertions lifted her knees from the carpet and she shook violently as his cock entered her near-virginal rectum.
"Uhhhhhghhhh...owwwwwww! You're killing me! Damn, DAMN! It's too big for my ass. I can't take it there! Paul! Paul, pull it out!"
His fingers tightened in the soft smoothness of her buttocks and he squeezed her asscheeks mercilessly, holding her with both hands as he pulled her viciously onto his stiffened penis, impaling her savagely with the massive length of his lust-hardened cock.
Kathy's gurgling scream died in her throat as she began to respond to the skewering hard thrusts of his swollen, virile cock...she was beginning to enjoy it! She liked having her ass fucked! Just like a million other women, once she was past the first cruel stabbing pain, the agony of being stretched and torn...she loved it!
"Ohhhhh, lover, it's so big! It feels as if it's as big as my arm going up me!" she whimpered, working her ass back against his hard-pumping loins. "Fuck me with it, Paul! Fuck me in the ass! Hard! Harder!"
Paul grimaced with exquisite pain as he held her securely pinioned, his rock-hard penis deep inside her rectum as he rocked her back and forth, watching with wide-eyed excitement as his blood-engorged erection slid hotly in and out of her clasping anal lips. Her pink nether flesh clung moistly to the gleaming hardness of his cock, as if reluctant to let his naked stiffness slip from her bowels. He grinned down at her with wicked vengeance in his eyes as he watched his passion-bloated cock slip skeweringly between the rounded hairless lips of her anus.
Kathy groaned and shuddered as the last inch of his cock bored deeply into her bowels like a red-hot poker. A wail of naked, absolute submission trembled from her lips as she writhed like a wanton trollop.
"OHHHH! Ohhhh! YESSSS! All of it, Paul! Give me all of it! Stick it in me deep! All of it up my ass!"
She choked with fast-rising abandon, her whole slender young body squirming and bucking savagely with frantic passion as her husband coarsely sodomized her. Her trim hips began a slow sensuous dance of unbridled sexuality and the gasping moan of her pain became a low, gurgling whimper of wanton ecstasy...she was climbing the walls in a naked orgy of cock-hungry ass-fucking.
Her naked asscheeks clenched and unclenched in lascivious fervor, huge fleshy lips that nibbled ravenously at the thickness of his intruding bone.
Paul groaned at the exquisite tightness of his young wife's rectum and fucked her harder still...an extra inch for letting that dirty old man eat her pussy!
He didn't need to hold her with his hands anymore-she was frantically working back against him with her grinding, gyrating ass as if only every millimeter of his stiff cock could quench the gnawing pangs of her naked lust.
Kathy moaned hoarsely over the coffee table, her naked breasts crushed beneath her, the nipples crinkly as they pressed into the hard, unyielding surface. She pushed back with all the strength in her body. God! How I need that big, beautiful cock! I want it deep in my ass! I want to feel the warm, gushing river of cum that will spurt from the end of his hard thick prick!
Paul gasped as the velvety grip of her anus milked incredibly at the blood-heated thickness of his aching erection. He stared down at her hard-squirming nakedness, and for that moment she was no longer his wife...she was just another woman, a cunt for him to tease and a ravenous asshole for him to brutally fuck!
He reached between his naked wife and the surface of the coffee table she rested on and roughly fondled the firm womanly globes of her breasts, pushing his palms against the crinkly tips of her nipples and squeezing the soft girlish flesh of her breasts until reddened welts puckered between his fingers and she cried out with added pain.
"Oh, Paul, Paul, darling! Hurt me! Please, please hurt me!"
He tightened his grip over the firm mounds of her breasts and pulled her back viciously, slamming her upturned ass against the hair-matted hardness of his loins. His cock burrowed deeply between the smooth hairless cheeks of her buttocks and Kathy began to shake and shudder as if she were suffering an epileptic seizure, wordless sounds erupted gutturally from her throat.
Suddenly, he choked, gasping for air. "Now! Now, Kathy! I'm cumming now!"
He shook and jerked spasmodically and then a long low sigh of ecstatic release shook him from the tips of his toes to the top of his head. He felt his balls empty in a single enormous spurt that trailed away to jerking emptiness as his semen ricocheted off the walls of her rectum and sloshed into her intestines.
The viscous gush was enough to trigger Kathy's own orgasm and she ground back against him, rising off the coffee table as a choking plea burst from her throat.
"Aaaaghhhhh! Yessss...I'm cummm-ming! Cummmming, too!"
Paul watched as she wriggled obscenely back onto the deep skewering thickness of his spurting cock, watched until her lewd gyrations slowed to a quivering, tremulous stop. Then he fell exhausted over the buttocks he had so ruthlessly violated. no