Chapter 7
Barney's bringing Charlie to the house made Kim angry as hell, especially since he dragged her naked body out to be viewed by the bearded man. She knew immediately this was not normally the kind of man Barney would have for a friend, though he did introduce the man as Charlie, his buddy. Charlie was in his mid-thirties, much older than Barney, and he had a face as evil-looking as the Devil, himself. The man did have a lively pair of eyes once he took off his dark glasses, and those eyes were dancing all over her naked body, visually embracing her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"I thought the idea was to keep me from being seen by other men," Kim insisted.
"Aaaaah, but Charlie's my buddy," Barney told her. "It's all right for him to look at you. I might even let him play with you a little. I mean, what are friends for?"
"You wouldn't!" Kim gasped, then jumped as she realized Charlie had sneaked up behind her and had goosed her.
Kim darted around the kitchen table, confident she would be able to stay out of the reach of the strange man in front of whom her husband was embarrassing her. She looked at Barney with bewilderment, unable to understand why he was doing this horrible thing to her. She had married him filled with love.
Barney's face scrunched into a large frown. He pointed to the kitchen table and said, "Set a place for both Charlie and me. We're eating lunch home today. What's more, in the future, I might be bringing other men home for lunch. After all, I want to show off what a fabulous wife I have."
"All right," Kim sighed. "I'll set a place for him."
"Hey, I don't like the way you said that," Barney snapped at her. "The tone of your voice says my friends are unwelcome in this house. From now on, when my friends come here, even if they come here without me, I want you to make them feel welcome."
"I'm totally naked, "Kim shouted. "Don't you care?"
"You're making my pal feel unwelcome," Barney snapped. "You're going to have to be punished for that."
"I said I'll set a place for him at the table," Kim answered, her face suddenly coloring.
Barney, she realized, was mentally sick. If she had some clothing she would get out of here as quickly as possible. Now he was looking for an excuse to give her a spanking or something. He was looking for a pretext so he'd be able to hurt her. It made her wonder about the two men who had "broken in" to her home the previous day. Now she wondered if her new husband had been the instigator.
Kim was terrified. She didn't like the idea of pain, not even a little bit. What also disturbed her was the fact that the man had an erection, and she realized her husband's stiff cock was due to the thought that he was going to inflict pain on her. He was going to hurt her, then fuck her. All in front of a strange man. This wasn't the kind of life to which she had been looking forward. Had she known about the aberrant mind Barney Werner had, Kim would never have surrendered herself to him in the first place.
"That round little ass of yours is gonna turn a bright-red, baby," Barney smirked.
"Don't do this, Barney!" she gasped, holding an arm in front of her breasts and a hand against her vagina.
"You won't sit down for a week when I'm finished," Barney laughed.
It was the first time her husband was actually threatening her with pain he wanted her to feel.
Hearing it with this strange man watching in their own kitchenette made the lovely young wife tremble so violently she was afraid she might throw up. Composing herself quickly, Kim took a deep breath and said, "We can discuss this later, when we're alone, Barney. Just let me set a place for you and your friend. I'll go and get a sheet to cover myself with."
"No way!" Barney laughed. "You're gonna get whipped, now!"
His eyes were fever bright as he said it, and he wore a wide smile on his face. Kim struck out with both hands and Barney grabbed her two wrists in one huge paw and tipped her head-first over the back of an easy chair in their living room. The helpless girl didn't know what to think at that moment. Every passing day was making her more and more afraid of her husband.
Barney threw his weight on her back, holding her down, then gripped her buttocks with his two hands and tugged them apart, making her feel more helpless than ever.
"See," Barney said, pointing to her slit. "Look at that! She's creaming already, and all I did was toss her over a chair."
Kim began struggling, trying to pull away from her husband, but a second pair of hands gripped her thighs, keeping her in place with her head dangling over the back of the easy chair. Her vagina was totally open to the other man's gaze.
"Come on," Barney was saying to his friend. "Feel that pussy a little. As long as I say it's okay, Kim won't put up too much of a struggle. Besides, a finger in her cunt'll excite her a little."
"Hmmmmm!" the bearded man commented, running his thick fingers up and down the center of her admittedly slick and hot vaginal slit.
Kim gasped as he plunged a finger into the center of her womanhood, quivering as the finger slid in and out, in and out. She hated the sound of his voice as Charlie said, "You're right, Barney. Right now she's wetter than water in there. She really knows how to juice up in there." Kim felt the bearded man's breath quickening all over her thighs.
When her husband finally let her go, Kim slid off the chair and got to her feet, once again covering herself with both hands. She was shaking violently, and a voice in the back of her head was warning her that her husband was really a mentally ill man.
"Well, lovely lady," Charlie was saying, smiling evilly at her. "Are you ready to have that lovely butt of yours beaten to a nice red color?"
"Not on your life!" she gasped.
"Ah, this will make it all the better," Charlie smiled. "I love resistance in a woman."
"You go to hell!" Kim gasped.
"Now honey," Barney cooed, his voice oozing the kind of charm he had initially used to seduce her as he enfolded her naked form in his arms. "Is that any way to talk?" He kissed her full on the mouth, probing deeply with his tongue. In spite of the embarrassment she was suffering, and in spite of her anger toward Barney, Kim once more found herself falling under the man's spell. Even as she frowned she realized she was kissing her husband back.
"You get the sweet girl ready," Charlie told him. "I'll go and get something from my wagon."
Barney nodded, and the tall, gaunt-looking man eased out of the apartment to the van he had driven to Barney's house. He opened the rear of the blue van and lifted out a guitar case. As he sauntered back to the apartment, easily swinging the case, he looked an almost silly sight. Not that he didn't seem the type to play a guitar, but he was handling the case all wrong, swinging it much too freely, almost as if the case were empty.
Meanwhile, back in the house, Barney had unlocked his own closet and had taken out a tie with which he had bound his wife's wrists. She was lying flat on the bed, her arms over her head, her wrists tired to the bedpost so that her arms were pulled straight back and above her. She lay taut, with her breasts, full and lovely, thrust straight up in the air. Charlie licked his lips. Most women with big breasts had soft paps so that when they lay down, their breasts seemingly sank back into their body. Not this one. Those boobs of hers were full and round, standing up even as she lay there. Barney had maliciously plastered a wide strip of adhesive tape across Kim's mouth, even though the apartment was virtually soundproof with the landlord being away at work. Her cheeks were puffed out because Barney had jammed a clean handkerchief inside, first. Her knees were crossed and lifted just a little, giving her helpless body the appearance of relaxation, but in her eyes there was vivid terror. Kim knew her husband was insane.
Charlie set his guitar case down and stared with satisfaction at the helpless woman. Seeing her there like that made him lick his lips again.
"I think I ought to tie her feet, as well," Barney said.
"Don't be silly, man," Charlie laughed. "We want to see the lovely lady wriggle a little."
He opened the guitar case, but there was no guitar inside. Instead, he had a collection of switches, the kind once used in classrooms a hundred years earlier. Had Kim seen them, she might well have fainted then and there. Most of the whips were birch rods, but the man also had a buggy whip, a quirt, a cat-o'-nine tails, as well as a series of different kinds of paddles of various shapes and lengths. The two men rubbed their palms together, talking about the various advantages of each implement of torture, and Kim, watching them with bulging eyes, realized her husband was going to cause her lots of pain, this time.
Charlie finally took out a leather paddle about two-and-a-half feet long, with a handle like a baseball bat. The instrument was four inches wide, and it was made of a multitude of layers of thin, tightly compressed grain leather. Charlie swung it in the air to demonstrate its flex, which was great. Its chief merit, as far as Barney was concerned was that it would leave no marks, and Kim would have nothing to show the judge when divorce time game.
"This one is called the paddler," Charlie said, smiling. "It's nice and wide, so it doesn't leave any marks on the flesh-not even welts, but man, it hurts, it hurts like a son of a bitch, and yet there are no internal injuries either. It's about the most effective paddle there is. Hell! Why mark up a woman if you don't have to."
"Yeah, well then, let's use that," Barney nodded, then stood to the side, waiting.
Kim's eyes remained wide as she saw Charlie open his wallet and count out fifty dollars, giving the money to her husband.
Good God! Barney was prostituting her. He was a pimp, using her body to make money!
Barney smiled one more time, then said, "Maybe I'll fuck you when this is over, honey, and then again, maybe not. The initial idea was for me to screw you with Charlie watching. But I want him to get his jollies by whipping you a little, first."
Charlie merely smiled. At heart he was a bit of a sadist, and one of the reasons he really hadn't wanted to come here with Barney today was his fear that Barney would object to his using something like this on Kim. If he brought his partner, Randy, here, he would be able to do all kinds of things without leaving marks on the lovely woman, thereby making sure she would be usable in the future. Not one of his "victims" had suffered so much as a broken capillary in spite of the god-awful pain he loved to inflict on them.
"You know," Charlie said to Barney. "Maybe, just maybe, I might fuck her when I'm finished with her after all. I mean, beating women makes me raise one mean hard-on."
"If you want to fuck her, she's all yours," Barney nodded, realizing that watching another man fuck his wife would get him even more aroused.
Charlie smiled to himself as he approached the bed. He had used paddles and whips on all kinds of women, but he had to admit this was not only the prettiest of the women he was going to beat, but the youngest. He walked to the side of the bed, holding the paddle up, giving Kim a good glimpse of it, waving it in front of her staring eyes until she turned her dilated irises on him in absolute horror.
"Sorry, honey," Charlie said, still smiling his evil smile. "But the only way I can raise a stiff one is to do this."
He touched her kneecap with the end of the paddle, then ran it very lightly up one thigh, across the: flatness of her belly, over one thrusting, breast, into her armpit, and then against the long swanlike shape of her throat. Her flesh cringed in its wake. "I hope you learn to love this," he said to her. "I know I will."
All of a sudden he drew his arm back and swatted her left breast, the one closest to him. Kim's only forewarning was the singing sound of the flexible leather-a wicker-wick-just before the sharpest pain she had ever known covered the sensitive tip of her up-thrust nipple. The pink areola swelled and turned from coral to deep red, while the white part of her breast turned pink as her body went stiff with agony and her eyes bulged in their sockets. Humming a tuneless tune to himself, the bearded man proceeded to swat her full, upstanding round breasts several times in rapid succession before Kim, her entire torso aquiver, had the presence of mi d to move a little. She rolled to the side, away from the man, and a swat stung her armpit, then her hip. She turned the rest of the way, onto her belly, scampering up to her knees on the far side of the bed, then off it.
When Charlie came scurrying around the side of the bed, Kim kicked out at him, trying to plant her foot where it would do the most good-but Charlie caught her by her slender ankle, and with a strength that totally astonished the young woman, held her leg in the air as he swatted at the fulcrum between her thighs. Then he released her and stood back, watching with pursed lips as the lovely girl shivered, her body already coated with a sheen of perspiration. She rolled her head from side to side as she chewed on the handkerchief in her mouth.
"Now, lovely lady," Charlie said to her. "How about getting back on the bed and lifting that sweet rump of yours straight up in the air."
The central nervous system in Kim's young body was still recoiling from the horrible shock, her mind totally numb and reeling, her brain containing only one thought as her husband sat in the corner of the bedroom, smirking and watching. The perverted man with the paddle had it in his power to permanently maim her if she didn't do as he said. So she complied.
Tugging with her arms, using the attachment of her tied-together wrists to the headboard for some kind of leverage, she half-pulled and half-crawled to get her lower anatomy to the center of the wide bed. She felt as if her joints were already creaking as she somehow managed to prop her knees under her and lift her buttocks from the mattress. Her weight was now on those knees as well as on her wrists which were being chafed by the necktie holding them. Her burning breasts dangled beneath her, aflame with pain.
Moving to the foot of the bed, the bearded, evil-looking man stared at her for a long, long moment, admiring the rounded expanse, the smooth shapes of her delightfully ovoid asscheeks. He loved the sight of them quaking. He had to admit they looked so perfect, he was glad he was using something that wouldn't leave marks. It would have been a shame to mar such lovely buttocks.
Wicker-wick!
Where before, he had been using mere half-swings, applying only his forearm, wanting to merely make the lovely light-brown-haired girl squirm, he now drew his arm all the way back over his head and started swinging with some strength. Kim's hips bounced on the mattress as she reacted automatically to the blow. There was a shrill sound in her throat, the sound finally coming from her nostrils because of the gag in her mouth. It sounded like the death squeal of some small animal. Her left buttock wriggled, a red stripe lining the length of it, the stripe already beginning to fade.
Charlie quickly caught the lovely woman's ankle, holding her firmly in place with his free hand as he swung with the other one, his paddle causing a bright burn to appear on her other quivering buttock, then once again returning to the first, placing each blow carefully so that it didn't overlap on a previous blow, allowing each red stripe to slowly fade out by itself. He would alternate, hitting the left buttock, then the right, placing each blow well. Sweat was heavily dripping from his brow as he worked on her, and the armpits of his shirt became soaked. All the while he kept staring at his rounded target, watching the squirming female as she helplessly did her best to evade the paddle, rolling from side to side. Kim kicked her free leg out, rubbing her knees together in mindless agony. Then she spread her glistening thighs wide apart, exposing the dripping wetness of her aching cunt as secretions continued to ooze from it, aroused by the horrible beating she was receiving.
She humped crazily up and down on the bed, after which she remained stock-still, now lifting her buttocks, her legs parting the littlest bit in her attempt to steel herself against the blows raining down on her. Her buttocks looked like a neon sign, lighting up with a red stripe, the stripe fading, then lighting up with another stripe.
Then Charlie stopped. He panted heavily, wiping an arm across his forehead, his face red with his exertions. He loosened his collar and panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. After what seemed like a long time of heavy breathing, he loosened his pants and let them drop to the floor. He removed his underpants as well, stretching them out in front of him in order to get them past his cock. Lord! What a cock it was! It was monstrous! It made Barney's huge penis look almost miniscule. There were already more than a few drops of seepage evident at the tip.
Kim looked at her husband who merely sat where he was, smiling. He, too, had an erection.
Holding his paddle, Charlie climbed onto the bed near the silently sobbing young woman, and he turned her over onto her back. Tears were running in a constant stream from her lovely eyes and even her nose was leaking a little which embarrassed her even more. She immediately lifted her painfully throbbing rear-end from the mattress.
Charlie gripped her thighs just above the knees, spreading them wide and doubling them back so that her kneecaps almost touched her shoulders.
"Just stay like this, honey," he told her. "You know damn well if you don't it's gonna hurt that much more. Dig, sweetie?"
He touched the end of the flexible paddle to her soaking cunt as a reminder of what he was capable of doing, and Kim's wide eyes rolled as if in acknowledgement.
Then he simultaneously pierced her pussy with two fingers while swatting her. He slid two thick fingers into the hungering depths of her sucking cunt as he brought the leather paddle down along the full length of the inside of her tender, rounded thigh. Then he whipped the length of the other thigh as he twisted his fingers in a circular motion in her feminine aperture. The paddle lashed out again and again, alternating between the two thighs, causing a smarting pain on her tenderness.
Kim squealed nasally as her hair-sprinkled pelvis jerked in reaction to each wild lash, her legs stretched to their utmost as her lower spine jerked while she ground her vagina upward against the impaling fingers.
Charlie flung the paddle aside. He looked at Barney, who was now taking pictures with the Polaroid camera, though Kim was unaware of it. Barney nodded and Charlie hurled himself onto the lovely woman's quivering body. His own pelvis pressed against the V between her tantalizing thighs, rubbing solidly back and forth. His large cock searched for, and finally found the steaming tunnel it was seeking. Without hesitation he rammed his cock all the way into her. For an instant, Kim felt a wild thrill as her vaginal walls stretched to receive the monstrous cock, and then she was aware of hot steam rushing through her as Charlie bellowed, "OHHHHHHH HHHH . . . YYYY YYYYEEEE EEAAAA GGGGGGHH HHHH!" He was shooting long before she was ready to climax. Damn him!
Pain filtered through almost every part of her body as Charlie unleashed his maleness into her, and Kim stiffened and quivered, knowing if they left her this way, she would go insane.
Barney was on his feet as Charlie rolled off Kim. He undid the tie from around her wrists, then untied the hanky from around her mouth, pulling out the washrag he had stuffed inside. Kim was choking and coughing, and Barney said, "I don't know whether to eat or to fuck you. I think maybe I'm hungry. Get your ass outta bed and feed us."
"Fuck! Kim yelled at him, using the word out loud for the first time in her life, meaning it as a curse. "Kiss my ass."
"All right," Barney nodded, opening his pants and pulling out the wide leather belt holding them up as they fell to the floor.
"What?" Kim croaked.
"I'll do just what you told me to do, honey. I'll fuck, not kiss your ass."
"What are you talking about?" the helpless girl gasped.
"I'm gonna further your sex education while Charlie here, watches," he told her, a smirk written on his features.
"What are you talking about?" Kim asked.
"Your tight little asshole, honey. I'm gonna bury my cock in here before I leave. Then you can make us lunch."
"Well, it was you who gave me the idea, baby."
"More pain?" she whimpered.
"After what Charlie did, this'll seem like pleasure."
"What about me?" she asked. "I have to come, too."
"We'll worry about that another time," Barney insisted. "After all, Charlie and I have to get back to work. By the way, if Charlie shows up here without me, you can let him in-all the way in. Now you get up on your knees again and wiggle that ass of yours real nice, and believe me, you'll learn to love this, too."
"No, Barney," she objected, feeling totally helpless.
Before she was able to gasp out anything more, the man had spun her helpless body onto its belly, and using his belt, he had looped it around her knees, keeping them locked in a fetal position under her as he bound it around her waist to prevent her from straightening up. This forced her to display her tightly round buttocks to him in all their youthful splendor. The red stripes were all gone already, and she had such deliciously round, creamy rear cheeks. It was going to be a pleasure fitting his large, throbbing cock into that tiny anal opening.
From painful indifference to her husband's needs, the helpless girl was once again filled with genuine terror. Was there no end to the evils her husband was performing with her? Here, after having her soundly whipped, causing her untold agony, and at the same time rousing her body to a peak that needed satisfaction, he was going to invade her rear tunnel after making sure she had received no pleasure from the first fucking. Her body was so aroused, she inwardly felt she might like the idea of being fucked back there if only to be fucked at all. After all, she had climaxed with a cock in her cunt, and she had climated with a cock in her gullet. There was a vague possibility she might climax with a cock in her asshole. Perverted? Yes! But at this point necessary. Her husband was turning her into a sexual glutton and it made her feel ashamed she so loved cock she was willing to take it into any hole in her body.
In the dresser mirror to the left of the bed she saw Barney kneeling behind her, caressing the painfully sore white cheeks of her rounded ass, touching her anal center with a fingertip very lightly. She gasped as he pushed a finger into her soggy pussy and took some of the sperm Charlie had deposited there and oiled her asshole.
"That's what I call a really gorgeous bum hole," Barney whispered. "Kim-baby, it's going to be a real pleasure pushing my cock in there. Jesus! I didn't expect to get hard for another day, yet looking at your ass has me all hot and bothered."
"My God! Barney! Why are you doing this to me?" Kim gasped, inwardly resigned to accepting what he intended doing. "Why are you always trying to hurt me?"
"Come off it, Kim-baby," Barney smirked. "All I'm doing is showing you the many different ways there are to fuck. Now you just keep that ass propped up there nice and steady."
She was kneeling at the foot of the bed, at the moment unable to move because of the way he had tied his belt around her. He was kneeling behind her, and in the dresser mirror Kim was able to see the man bringing his rampant cock ever closer to her anal pucker. Staring at the massive thickness of his phallus, noting how much broader it was than her opening. Kim found herself once again filled with an icy terror that made her shudder. As far as she was concerned, her husband was dreaming if he really expected to fit such a monstrous tool into the tightness of her narrow little rectum. He pressed it against her resisting sphincter and shoved.
"Glihhhaaaannnngggghh hhhh!"
Kim felt as if a cylinder of dry ice had been shoved into her. Icy perspiration made her shiver as the bitterness of the cock seemed to chill her narrow asshole to the point where she thought she would feel a cold-burn.
"Aaaaannnngggghhhh . . . hhhhaaaa aunnnnnngg magghhhhhhr she yelped as he began forcing the thick, weighty head into the tightly resisting doughnut of muscle protecting her ass.
Her sphincter continued resisting, yet the overpowering force of his driving cock, continually pushing, shoving, moving, forced the muscle to ever-so-slowly yield. Pain! Throbbing pain! This was hurting her even more than the whipping Charlie had given her. When her husband had broken her tough hymen she hadn't felt this much pain.
"Barrrrneyyyyyy . . . " she wailed, tears pouring from her beautiful brown eyes, rolling down her lovely cheeks, dripping onto the bedsheets, beneath. "It.. . aaaannnnnnhhhh . . . hurts . . oh Goddd! It hurts so much. I can't take it! I can't take it! Oh, God!"
The anal walls of her tight back passage protested against the power of the driving wedge making its way into her. She began squirming uncontrollably, feeling helpless torment as the hard piece of gristle jammed its way even further inside her. Kim thought the solid pole was going to tear out the inner membranes of her rectum. Heavier sweat broke out all over her shuddering body. The agony was unbearable and she wanted to faint. But Kim wasn't the type to faint. In her youth she had been a tomboy, playing with frogs and water snakes, outperforming the boys. She just wasn't the kind to pass out.
She felt her husband withdraw his pole part of the way, and then he flexed his hips, cramming it all the more deeply into her anal recesses. She panted and sobbed, silently pleading with Barney to hurry and end it. What kind of pleasure was the man deriving from this?
Again, through a red haze of agonizing pain, Kim became acutely aware of another, far more enjoyable, rising feeling. It began mingling with the hurt, and suddenly the pressure of the cock in her asshole was becoming bearable.
Her husband had driven all the way into her rectum, and now he was pumping as regularly into her ass as he had screwed into her cunt when he had initially seduced her, or even as he had fucked into her mouth the previous morning. That jackhammer of his was rapidly building wild new sensations in the tunnel of her rectum.
Damn him! Damn him to hell! Why had he come along and intruded himself into her life, taking her away from all the others she loved and making a whore and slave of her? Yes, there was no doubt about the fact that she was beginning to enjoy the feel of the cock in her narrow rectum. She realized at this point it was no longer Barney who fascinated her. It was his cock. For that matter any cock would have done an equally good job. She was in love with penises in general. Yes, she was cock-hungry, cock-crazy, a real cock-lover.
Now the throbbing organ was wildly thrusting itself back and forth, pounding in and out of her back road, and her own helpless body shoved itself back in time to the way he was pronging her rear-end. She clutched fistfuls of bedcovers beneath her as she grunted. He was driving air into her, and when it came out, it created the impression she was breaking wind. His thighs slammed against the rounded cheeks of her ass as he forced himself forward, shoving his reaming length into the narrowly tight, constricting center of her bowels.
"Ohhhhh!" she groaned, enjoying it.
"Hey man, she digs it!" Charlie announced as Barney continued screwing his throbbing penis into her rectum that much more solidly, thrilling to the wonderful sensation of her rubbery asscheeks against his hairy thighs.
God! Barney was unable to believe how glorious it felt to fuck his wife in the ass. He would have to do this more often. Sheee-itttt! Her asshole was so much tighter than her pussy, and her pussy was tighter than any other cunt he had ever fucked.
"I.. . can't.. . pump.. . back.. . any . . . more.. . " she called to him, letting her lovely head fall to the bed in a weary pose. "Can't.. . . "
"You . . . just.. . keep . . .that.. . beautiful.. . ass . . . in . . . place . . . " he told her. "I'll do . . . all the . . . pumping . . . "
Her asshole seemed to be widening, and Barney's ramming in and out was making Kim feel hotter and hotter with every passing second, even if she was too exhausted to pump, herself. If he kept this up much longer, she knew she was definitely going to climax. Her sore nipples were swollen and ached with thrilled excitement. She tightened as if attempting to prevent herself from eliminating, and the pressure around his cock was overwhelming.
"Thatta girl!" Barney encouraged. "Thatta girl! Keep doing that! Do it again and again! It feels just great!"
Kim was rotating her lovely hips a little, not really able to move them much because of the restriction of the belt. But the motion made her feel as if his thick penis was driving all the way into her large intestine. She was aware of every solid inch buried to the hilt inside her. The organ was bulging and swelling that much more while her asshole, even while opened to his huge cock, tightened by itself to clutch that penis and make sparks shoot through the man.
Barney was clawing at his wife's back while Charlie was applauding as he continued watching. The husband was panting and gasping now as he violently thrust his penis in again and again. Kim was aware of his heat getting the better of him, and she knew he would climax very shortly. With a little luck, so would she.
With her lovely head resting on the bed, she was able to look back beneath her, along the length of the front of her body, staring between her dangling breasts, able to see the way his seething penis worked in and out of her rectum. The full length of his stovepipe-like cock continued ruminating in and out between her thighs, his own loins approaching and withdrawing in time to his pumping. She was also able to see his testicles, and it occurred to Kim she was as fascinated by balls as she was by a cock. The next time she went down on a man she would suck the balls, as well.
Staring at all this set the lovely girl to wriggling and squirming all over again. She rotated her lovely hips wildly as she squirmed on the length of his fleshy skewer. Her husband was pumping into Kim with more and greater speed, ramming his penile pole as deep as was humanely possible, making her feel as if something good was happening to her, as well.
There was a tensing in her body, and the unbelievable happened. Apparently the continuous friction in her rectum touched something and it sparked an orgasm in Kim. She began bouncing up and down on the bed, shrieking, "HHHHHHAAAA AAIIII II-YY YYYYYYYYAA AAAAGGGG GGHHHH HH-AAAA AAGGGGGGGG" Her head hit the pillow again and again, and her knees actually lifted off the bed in time to the thrusts in her rectum. Her eyes were still wide open as she watched her buttocks continually buck against the scorching cock filling her with such thrills.
Now it was Barney's turn.
"GGGGGGHH HHHHUU UURR RRGGGGAA-AA AANNNN NNNNGGGG GGAAHHHH!" he bellowed as his penis bulged to an unbelievable thickness in her helpless rectum. He exploded fiercely, sending great wads of heated seminal glue streaming into her helpless colon. Hot, burning seed spurted into her anal canal repeatedly, shooting as if it would never stop.
Then the penis began deflating, and the lovely girl felt it slide out of her with a soft "plop."
"Okay!" Barney told her, smacking her buttocks as he removed the belt. "Now make us some lunch!"