Chapter 2
Nora felt a knot in her stomach, tightening mercilessly into a ball that kept growing, feeding on her fear and confusion.
Lord, what was she witnessing?
The beautiful socialite wife of State Senator Jeff Kelson was about to commit adultery right before her eyes!
Nora knew she should run, but the man began taking off his clothes and the curiosity of seeing another man's cock, other than her husband's, kept her rooted to the spot.
Then Cynthia Kelson was tugging at the bikini until she was stark naked. Her body was beautiful, and Nora felt a strange twinge of delight in looking at it.
Suddenly all sense of pride and decency seemed to have deserted the beautiful woman and she was acting like a common slut. As if the need to have her voluptuous body screwing up and down on his prick, taking all of its long thickness right up inside her sweet pussy and belly was the only thing in the world at that moment.
Then the man-Wilmer, Cynthia had called him-commanded her onto the chaise, onto her belly. Cynthia not only did as she was told, she did it begging for Wilmer to fuck her, plug her, do what he would with her.
Now Cynthia Kelson was spread out and open before him. She had, without hesitation, arched her hips back higher. Wilmer grasped her thighs, pulling her up onto her knees. Nora swore that she could see her legs trembling, while the expression on her beautiful face was one of near-frenzied anticipation. Then the big man moved in behind her, spreading her white thighs even wider with his knees, his heavy pulsating prick heaving lustfully as it pointed itself toward the crinkled ring of her tiny asshole. Nora could see almost as clearly between the full, rounded spheres of Cynthia's ass cheeks as could the woman's seducer.
Good God, Nora gasped to herself, he's going to put his cock-that huge pole of male meat-in her asshole! He can't! It's bound to kill her, split her apart!
Abruptly, Wilmer eased back onto his haunches, then leaned down with his face moving toward the smooth crevice of Cynthia's magnificent ass, probing with his tongue upward from the moist, hair-fringed lips of her pink pussy, along the spread crease to her puckered asshole. He tried to penetrate with his tongue, but her tiny hole was too snug, and instead he merely licked it.
Jesus, Nora thought, he's licking her asshole! He's not eating her pussy, he's tonguing out her asshole!
Then Wilmer was raising up and sliding in close to taunt Cynthia's delightful pussy with the head of his dick. Her passionate whimpers drifted to Nora's tormented ears as he continued to massage his prick's huge head between the splayed, moist cuntlips. He gently teased her clit while Cynthia's moans became louder.
As Nora watched in agonized passion, he probed tentatively at the brunette's beautiful cunt and asshole with his gigantic, fleshy cock, playfully searching for the hot moisture of her pussy. Her luscious ass cheeks clasped at the jerking rod while he guided it with his hand down the smooth crevice past her asshole.
God! Cynthia looked as if she were ready to lose her mind with desire! His caresses had aroused the woman to the point where her flowing cunt juices had completely lubricated her whole pussy area with a glistening moisture that made it simple for him to snake his massive prick into the smooth, tight-gripping pink cuntal flesh between her legs.
Nora heard her groan of pleasure as Wilmer finally rammed the huge tip of his prick into her hole. She held her breath as he unhesitatingly continued his penetration, stretching and expanding the moist fuckhole between Cynthia's legs, until his cock was nearly sunk in slow, pleasure-giving inches inside the depths of her belly.
"Oohhhh, GOD! AAGGGHHHH! Yes, YES! Oh, Wilmer, precious, give all of your prick to me, all of it!" Cynthia choked in her passion, even though twinges of pain twisted her beautiful face. It was as if the constant plunge of male meat into her cunt was what she wanted, what she had to have.
Wilmer leered in lust, his lips curling back wetly to expose his teeth as he began to fuck into her pussy with long, powerful strokes, never hurrying, but leaning back to watch his thick, lust-hardened cockflesh moving in and out of her wide-stretched cunt. He watched the soft pink pussyflesh gripping him, clasping his rigid dick and throbbing against him.
One of Nora's hands went to her own pussy. She could almost sense the feel of her inner pussy muscles deep inside her cunthole, flexing and constricting around that prick while he fucked into Cynthia. Then suddenly, before she realized what she was doing, Nora had her hand under her skirt and panties, plunging three fingers into her own cunt.
My God, this is crazy! she thought. I'm actually dreaming of feeling that big cock in me instead of my husband's! That's crazy. I love Jim. But that big dick going into Cynthia Kelson's pussy is so beautiful!
"OHHHH, YESSSS ... FUUCK!" Cynthia Kelson screamed through partially clenched teeth as the throbbing, massive cock rammed savagely into her. She loved the agony, wanted it and couldn't contain the tears of pain-pleasure that streamed down her cheeks.
Nora could see that Cynthia's pussy walls had grown accustomed to the giant cock. The huge, pulsing head seemed to be ripping her deepest meat, causing tremors of bliss to ripple through her body. Suddenly Cynthia's own hand slipped under tier body and down between her thighs, spreading the soft curls of her pussy hair to caress the erected knob of her throbbing clit, caress, stroke and taunt the already passion-inflamed clit meat throbbing down between her open legs.
Behind her, Wilmer had begun to gasp and pant heavily in his own lust as he fucked rhythmically in and out of the soft flesh of her moist, clasping pussy.
Cynthia groaned and began to undulate her ass cheeks obscenely in tiny, rotating circles on the long, thick prick fucking into her from behind. "Oh, Wilmer!" she cried. "I don't want it to end! I want your big dick reaming me forever!"
On his knees, heavily hunched behind her beautiful and furiously squirming ass, Wilmer clenched his teeth as he fucked in and out of her moist, burning hole with long, hard lunges. His own ass cheeks hollowed with every thrust. He held her hips down in total subjection to his granite-hard prick fucking relentlessly into her pussy.
Nora watched in amazement. The Senator's wife was his. She was just a luscious cunthole made for him to fuck his gigantic cock into. Nora could see those soft, fleshy ridges inside Cynthia's cunt giving way before the onslaught of his pistoning prick.
Wilmer squeezed her flesh in his hands, compressing it into thick mounds on her lush rounded buttocks. When he released them, the ridges settled back slowly, leaving angry red marks on the white, satiny skin. Each time he thrust his cock, his fingers gripped her harder, squeezing her soft, unresisting thighs with delight, hurting her and forcing groans of pain from her tortured throat.
While Nora watched the scene, she whispered with passion, "Fuck her, fuck the shit out of her! FUCK HER HARDER!"
Wilmer stretched the quivering, soft moons of Cynthia's ass cheeks wide with cruel fingers, watching the pink folds of glistening cunt-flesh clinging tightly around his rampaging dick. Suddenly he levered forward with a loud grunt, and drove his thundering cock to the very hilt. The fleshy resistance deep inside her pussy spread in soft, rippling waves before the blunt head of his meat, raising a soft guttural sound from the depths of Cynthia's throat, as though the breath had been driven from her.
Cynthia's dark eyes opened and closed in a lost glaze of passion. She spread her thighs wider, sliding her knees farther apart, thrusting her ass cheeks higher and back against his pleasure-giving, plunging cock.
Now with each battering cock-stroke, Nora saw ,the sac containing his huge cum-bloated balls slap ping against the erect, palpitating bud of Cynthia's clit, while the thick hair around the base of his prick brushed against the soft inner edges of her ass.
Cynthia rested in such a position that her tits were squashed against the chaise, its slippery surface aggravating her taut, distended nipples. She mewled and purred in her ecstasy around the burrowing shaft of his heavy prick. It was embedded to its unbelievable full length inside her pussy, probing deeper, deeper.
Suddenly, Nora felt as if she were being fucked right along with the Senator's wife. She too wanted the degradation of bending like a lowly slave before this man while he fucked into her pussy from behind, rolling his lust into her hungry, receptive cunthole. Nothing else mattered, only the obscene pleasure surging through her like thousands of tongues of wanton fire. Nora wanted to be a bitch, an animal stripped of her pride and all decency, brought into existence for the sole purpose of pleasing her masculine master. A bitch, a whore, a slut, a cunt! An open fleshy fuck-hole for her own husband! And, she couldn't help herself, Nora wanted to be fucked like this, to be subjected to each and every obscene demand she could think of to satisfy her lust-tormented body.
Nora could take the sight of the beautiful woman getting masterfully fucked no longer. She had to have her own release, even if it came from just ramming her fist up her own cunt.
Stealthily, she crept back down the line of hedge to the concealed door. She could still hear the excited moans and groans of the fucking couple as she squeezed through and closed the door behind her. It incited her desire even more as she raced for the house.
Up the stairs she went, and into her bedroom. Hastily, she stripped off her clothes and threw herself onto the bed.
She rolled over and parted her legs, her fingers touched her pussy and searched and found the moist, throbbing clitoris.
"Ohhh, Jim, I wish you were here, I wish you were in me right now!"
She rolled onto her belly and jammed her cunt hard against the bed. In heated frustration she reached for the pillow. She bundled it into a ball, fitted it between her legs and pressed hr cunt as hard as she could while her nails clawed at the empty bed.
"Oh, Jim, I need you!"
She slid from the bed and rammed her hot cunt against the bed post. It wasn't enough. She leaned against the bedpost, panting heavily. Her body was shaking, and even though the temperature in the room was warm, goose bumps popped out on her flesh.
Her shoulders shook and she saw the tops of her tits quiver and bounce. She moved one hand and slid it down over her belly. She touched the wiry, matted curls of her pubic hair and let two fingers continue their path downward.
"God, I'm soaked!"
And she was. The excitement of just seeing the fucking had started her juices flowing like a fountain. Her thighs were wet to the point of dripping and some of the sticky honey had dripped down to her knees.
Without realizing it, two of her fingers had slipped up into her cunt. She smiled. That might help. She turned her body around and sat on the bed. Leaning against the post, she hiked her legs up. She pulled the lips of her pussy wide while she inserted first one, then two, then three fingers of her other hand far into her hole.
Her pussy was warm, and wet, and sticky.
And, oh God, how good her three trembling fingers felt, surging up the hungry cavity. Nora leaned back, closed her eyes and bit her lower lip.
She bit down hard and immediately tasted blood.
"Come ... come ... come!" she chanted.
She spread her knees even wider. A feeling of intense fire swirled through her cunt. She balled her fist and shoved it far up her slit. She mashed her clit and rubbed, gently at first and then with everincreasing pressure.
"Burn ... burn it up, now," she groaned. "Come ... come ... now!"
The bed creaked noisily as she fucked her fingers hungrily up into the moistness of her hole. She withdrew them only to drive them in again, even harder and farther.
She thrust against her hand, screwing it deeper into her pussy. She thought of Jim's cock. She fantasized the feel of it, the size of it, the power of his prick.
Her hand became that cock as her gasps became those of a fucked woman. She was suddenly grinding her ass up beneath his racing body, surging her own sweating thighs toward his in search of an orgasm. Now he was a wild man, totally in her power, pumping his cum-filled prick into her whole cunt.
"Oh, God ... oh, my GOD!" she moaned. Her fingers weren't enough as her thoughts centered on the massive male meat she needed.
But now she only had her fingers.
In desperation, she reached beneath her fleshy ass cheeks and searched in the wet crevice between them. She found the target and wormed a finger deep info the tiny puckered opening of her asshole.
"Yes, yes ... oh, there ... there!" she gasped aloud, as the pain lanced through her prickling flesh. She paused for a second, then again took the rhythm.
Her tits bounced. Her nipples, darkly pink and gorged with blood, danced before her eyes.
Her face flushed as she felt her climax approaching. It filled her body and rushed through her mind with a great wave. She hung for a moment, gasping for air, as her body vibrated and teetered on the edge of release.
And then the clear, white-hot juices from her cunt gushed warmly into her hand. They covered her palm and ran down between her smoothly-tensed buttocks. She could feel the sweet wetness and she reveled in it.
Her body quivered, her buttocks remained in the air, swaying. She couldn't bring herself to withdraw her fingers from her clenching cuntal walls.
And still it wasn't enough.
"Oh, cock, COCK! I NEED A COCK!" she cried out to the silent room.
A door slammed downstairs. "Honey, it's me. I left a little early!"
"Oh, Jim, Jim, get up here! HURRY! I'm in the bedroom!"
Jim rushed in and gasped when he saw his lovely wife on the bed. Her gaping asshole and cunt were pointed right at him.
"Jesus, honey, what's wrong?"
"I want you, darling! I want your cock! FUCK ME! Fuck my asshole if you want to, darling!"
Jim Brand lost no time ripping off his clothes. He didn't know what had suddenly turned his wife on, but at this point, he didn't care. He had been trying to find a way to approach her about assfucking anyway. Now here she was, offering it to him on a silver platter!
"You mean it, Nora? In the ass?"
"Yes, yes, darling!" she moaned, rubbing her tits against the bed. "Anything!"
"Honey, you're wonderful," Jim growled, and moved up behind her.
"Hurry! Put it in, please! Put it in me!"
"Let's get it a little wet first," he said as he rammed his tongue into the tightly puckered hole. At the same time, his fingers slipped into her pussy and scooped out her juice. Still licking with his tongue, he worked the sticky juice into her asshole with his fingers.
"Oh, shit ... stick your cock up me before I come!" Nora squealed.
Jim slid close until the fronts of his thighs were against the backs of hers. Then he set his cockhead against her asshole.
Nora sobbed with tears of desire and lust when she felt his prick. Her hips began to gyrate. Her body knew exactly what to do. She held her breath and watched. By looking down between her legs, she could see his big hairy balls dangling below the root of the cock about to fuck her ass. She pressed back, hard, and the bloated tip slipped in past her tight asshole.
"Shove it! Fuck it all the way up me!"
The hands on her hips crept under her belly. One cupped her pussy, one finger agitating her clit, while the cock burrowed in.
"Shove harder! Push!" Nora wriggled herself onto him. She felt his rock-hard prick boring in, humping inch by inch, out and in, in and out, working toward the slippery depths of her bowels. But it was too slow. She wanted all of it in her. NOW! Spitting thick cum, she leaned farther forward. Then, with all the strength she could muster, she rammed her hips backward, telling him with her body that the pain, the initial torture, didn't matter.
"Lie down flat," Jim urged. "And spread your legs wider."
Nora slid down until her tits and her face were pressed into the bedspread. His weight came down hard on her and his cock shoved its full length into her tight ass.
"OHHHHH, GOD, IT'S GOOD! BEAUTIFUL!" Nora cried. "But I can't breathe!"
Then he rolled her to the side, his body easing in under hers. She felt his knees at the crook of her legs. She doubled up. His cock began to slip in and out, smoothly now.
He kissed the back of her neck. His breathing was heavy as his body got caught up in the rhythm of fucking. He shoved his big prick in to the hilt and ground his bone against her ass cheeks.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes! I love it! I LOVE IT!" Nora howled.
Suddenly his cock felt bigger and harder. He was pulling it out and slamming it back into her ass with a force that jarred her bones. It was hurting now, making her cry out, but he paid no attention. He was fucking and he was loving the hole he was in.
His fingernails dug into her tender nipple. Nora covered the hand on her tit and chewed her lower lip against the pain. Yet her hips, her pelvis, her asshole, unmindful of the torture, continued to grind.
"You ... you're h-hurting meee!" she moaned, pressing back, wanting, in spite of the pain, to feel his cock slamming harder and faster, to feel the blast of hot cum that would soon fill the hungry, empty ache in her belly.
He was coming.
Nora could feel the throbbing surge building in his cock. She loved the feeling, and began to use her asshole muscles to massage and suck the head of his prick. She drew her knees high, clear to her chin, and drew the thick, pulsating shaft still farther up her quivering ass. She covered the hand wedged tight between her thighs and worked it around and around on her pussy. She pressed down on the hand on her tit, tightened her asshole, and fucked her soft ass furiously onto the cock that was getting ready to shoot its wad into her.
"Oh, God, whatever you're doing, don't stop ... don't fucking stop!" Jim cried.
Nora turned her face toward him and closed her eyes. "Kiss me," she sobbed. "Kiss me, and fill me with your cum! HURRY!"
Jim's wet, open lips covered hers. His tongue shot into her mouth. The fingers high in her cunthole reached higher still, pressing, spreading, molding the thin wall to the fat cock up her ass.
The darkness behind Nora's eyes seemed to spin as the first fiery stream of thick cum blasted off in her belly. She gasped. Her legs, without having to be directed, as if the lower half of her body possessed a life of its own, straightened, trapping the spitting cock, holding it tight with the plump cheeks of her ass. She milked, drawing spurt after spurt of hot cream. She didn't want it to end. Not ever. She worked the muscles deep in her ass, sucking the sticky cum up from his balls, wanting more than the flood pouring into her ass, sweeping out and down the insides of her thighs.
"Don't stop! Please, darling, don't stop!" she gasped. "Keep coming, and keep fucking! It's making me come, too!"
"Hurry ... hurry, baby! I can't keep it up much longer!"
"Just a little bit, please!" she groaned. "Oh, God, it's so good ... so good! I can feel it clear up to my tits!"
And then she was coming, too, spewing her juices all over his hand, her own thighs, and the bed beneath them.
But she wanted a lot. She wanted the come to last and last. She relaxed her asshole even more until it was like a second pussy. She let his prick pull back, then, she drove her hole over it again. Back and forth, like a wild woman, she repeated the movement, pulling another spurt of hot cum from his cock with each new thrust.
At last they lay exhausted, his strong arms wrapped around her, his depleted prick snuggled in the wet warmth between her thighs.
"I love you," Nora sighed.
"I love you, too, baby," Jim whispered. "What happened?"
"Nothing special," she lied. "I just got to thinking about your cock, and I got all hot and bothered."
She averted her face from his eyes when she was sure that the guilt and shame she was feeling must show in her own eyes.
She was wondering how the huge cock she had seen that afternoon fucking Cynthia Kelson would feel pounding into her own ass.