Chapter 8
Marcy slipped off into a heavy slumber, so heavy that she didn't wake up when Helga wriggled out from under her. Helga sat down on the floor beside the couch to recover from the unexpected onslaught of Marcy's lesbian lusts. She didn't want to experience that sort of thing again, not with any woman, and especially not with the mother of the girl she loved. The thing Marcy Cooper had done and said frightened Helga. She feared for Cathy's future and she had to do something about her fears.
Marcy might wake up at any moment. Helga got up and threw a coat over her naked body, wanting to be gone from the house and on her way to Cathy's rescue before her violently lustful mother awoke. She had no plan for Cathy other than to get her away from the life of the rapacious lesbian that her mother apparently had in mind for her.
Ten minutes later, Helga was at the Cooper house. She got in through the unlocked back door and went through the house softly calling for Cathy. She was shocked at the sight she beheld in the girl's bedroom.
Cathy lay on the bed naked, arms and legs splayed in the tangle of her sex reeking bedclothes. And there below her, half on and half off the bed, lay the equally naked body of Walter Van Blancen, Marcy's partner in her nefarious scheme to promote the career of her innocent daughter through sex. It was all very clear to Helga then, and it so infuriated her that she snatched up a hairbrush from Cathy's dresser and attacked the sleeping form of the filthy old rapist seducer with fury and vengeance.
Walter had fallen asleep while nursing on the cunt of the beautiful virgin Cathy. He awoke to a rain of blows being delivered by the lesbian who had already ravished the girl he intended to marry. Cathy slept on through it all as at first Walter tried to defend himself, then launched himself at Helga Rasmussen with an anger he hadn't felt in years.
She swung at him as he drove her back out of Cathy's bedroom, defending against her shower of blows with his elbows and forearms. She was calling him a rapist and a pervert and a filthy old man, and he was dodging and ducking and warding off blows till he could mount a counterattack.
"OOF!" He drove the wind out of her by burying his shoulder in her shockingly fragile midsection. His force drove her backwards across the room, where she staggered about, clutching at her belly and dropping the hairbrush. Walter snatched it up and swung it at her, landing a resoundingly good smack with the flat of it as she leaped and tried to twist away. Now he saw she had nothing on under her coat, and he knew she'd come there to slip into Cathy's bed and further pervert her. He kept on with his attack, yanking her coat aside to land hard, smacking blows on the bare flesh of her twisting, retreating body.
Helga's retreat was panicked and blind, and it led her into Marcy's bedroom. She was dodging and twisting in every direction, quite in vain, as the cruelly smiling rapist continued with his sadistic attack. She stumbled back against Marcy's bed, recovered and tried to dart for the door. He caught her by the tail of her coat and ripped that garment from her as he threw her down on the bed.
Walter's wild fury mounted at the sight of the naked body that had embraced Cathy Cooper's naked form. He threw himself at Helga and pinned her down. He wanted to strangle the woman, but reason prevailed, and he therefore straddled the thrashing small of her back and started to seriously punish her.
The back of the hairbrush was turning her asscheeks from pink to rosy red. That, and the frenzied wriggling of her back against Walter's balls had his cock on the rise. He ignored the loveliness of her ass, for this was a lesbian seductress, the lowest kind of woman in the world. He couldn't change what she'd already done to Cathy, but he might be able to make her think several times before doing it to some other young innocent like her.
Now the backs of her thighs were reddening under his paddling, too. Still he kept on, concentrating on her slim, oval buttocks, making them leap and quiver and jump under his punishing hand. She was sobbing quite loudly and writhing less, but still Walter's cock remained firmly upright, like a high priest overseeing the punishment of a sinner. Now she stopped altogether in her struggling, and Walter paused to catch his breath. Her buttocks were beautifully red, like a flaming sunset, and they felt satisfyingly hot to the touch. But even blistered buttocks would heal, and soon enough the lesbian would be back to her old filthy tricks with young girls. A spanking wasn't nearly enough of a lesson for a woman like this, and Walter had the means at hand to properly punish her. He climbed off her back and rolled her over and parted her legs very widely.
She was breathing very fast through her open mouth, but she seemed to be unconscious. With her arms flung out from her sides, her big, flattened tits reminded him of a pair of especially soft and lovely buttocks which were capped with big nipples. Her waist was incredibly long and slim, her hips were sleek and narrow, and her filthy blonde cunt was the trap that had lured countless girls to the lesbian way of life. It was so big and beautiful and hairy and wet that Walter felt like burying his own face in it for just a few seconds, so he knew very well how Helga's girls lost their heads over her. Cock in hand, he positioned himself over her panting, sweating body and proceeded to ravish her thoroughly.
"Ow!" They both cried out in unison, though Helga's outcry was by far the most piercing and sharp. Walter's cry came from having his hard cock bent double as he tried to jam it in through the lesbian's fuck hole. Helga's cry came from the very stout club that had hit her cunt.
Small as Walter's cock was, Helga's fuck hole was smaller. He couldn't believe it, he thought she was fighting the penetration with powerful cuntal muscles, and he continued to try to force his cock inside her. Helga, weakened by the cruel beating, did all she could to escape from more cuntal pain, twisting and turning under his heavy, naked body, crying out and begging him to stop.
Her pleading only further enraged him. He shoved even harder, felt his stiff cock bent double again, and now as he backed off to lunge once again, she managed to twist away from him.
She was crawling rapidly over the bed. He could see her lesbian's cunt mocking him from between her long, slim thighs. He caught her ankle and dragged her back, determined now to fuck her in the most primitive and humiliated of manners, dog fashion, for she was a bitch.
Her struggling hips were hot in his hands from the beating he'd given her when he got her into position. Her ass cheeks were even hotter against his belly as he shoved and probed at her still resisting cunt with his cock. It was all slick and slippery wet down there in the hair, but still not wet enough to let him get in. He drew back for one more attempt, she dodged, and his cock plunged inside her asshole.
"YAAA A A A A A!" Helga had no idea what it was, pain or pleasure, but she'd never felt anything close to it in her life. And, not knowing what it was, she had to feel more. Gone was any fatigue she had felt. Gone was the pain of the beating. What came on in place of those thing was every bit of her splendidly trained and conditioned body as it reached out in every direction for more of the wonderful thing in her asshole.
Walter no longer quite knew what he had ahold of, but he knew he couldn't let go. Her asshole was nice and tight and good and slick from her cunt juice, but that was the smallest part of the action in this marvelous butt fuck he'd quite literally fallen into. The lesbian was going wild! Her body was like a serpent's body, souped-up on high speed drugs, but still supremely sensuous and soft. She was sweating and it made her body slick, though never once as slick as the tight little hole that was so wildly, so crazily massaging his cock. He forgot about his revenge for the moment, more than content to hold onto her jerking and gyrating hips while she thrashed up the bed and ripped her hot asshole up and down the length of his cock.
"Urrrrrgh! URRRRRGH! OH OH OH, URR RRRGGH!"
The groans came up from the depths of Helga's bowels, gained momentum in her guts, swept down through her cunt, and exploded in a fresh fucking frenzy. What she'd experienced at first penetration, fantastic as it had been, now paled into nothing as this thing hit her. She realized it was only an orgasm, something that happened to other women daily, but that made it no less astounding to her when she felt it.
It seized her and shook her, inside and out, and made her aware that she was a woman. Her nipples, her toenails, the lobes of her ears, every part of her body came awake as a woman, and especially her hotly flying, ever squirming ass. Hot chills raced about in her body, seeking somewhere that wasn't already in orgasm and, finding none, they burst forth through her brain. She thought she'd go mad, and she loved the feeling and clutched back behind her for more of it.
Her fingers dug deep in his hips. She lost control of her body, and it arched forward, shivering and shaking, her asshole keeping very tight hold on his precious cock. She teetered on the tightrope of total insanity, wringing every last bit of ecstasy from the wonderful cock of this wonderful man, and then she twisted her head about to look over her shoulder in disbelief at the man who had done this thing to her.
"Did you cum?" Walter said. "Yes!" she replied, as a wonderful aftershock hit her, ripping up and down her taut body, making her grind her hot ass cheeks still harder against Walter's wonderfully hard, hairy loins.
"Then why must you fuck with girls like Cathy?" Walter demanded, lunged his cock up through her ass.
There was no way Helga could answer, for that one lunge of his sent off into new paroxysms of heavy, orgasmic pleasure. She could neither speak nor see as Walter's pistoning cock plunged in and out of her asshole. All she could do was feel the. violently exquisite sensations of massaged all over, from the inside out, all she could hear were sirens going off inside her and all she could see was a vivid violet starburst of dazzling intensity. Still holding hard to his hips, she bent forward to give him more of her ass to fuck and to feel more of his cock reaming in and out through her most grateful asshole. She had never before thought about the fact that there might be nerve ending inside her back there, but now she became acquainted with each and every one through the heavenly miracle of Walter's hard cock jamming and slipping and sliding in and out through her butt. Those nerve ending there sent transmissions on through the rest of her body, and she was all aflutter everywhere when Walter's cock once again came to rest, balls deep between her flaming buttocks.
"With a body like yours, you could have any man you want. Why pick on girls?" Walter asked her. "Nice and slim, not half a pound of fat anywhere on you, and a set of tits that could get you on the cover of a magazine. Too bad you just go for girls."
Helga couldn't explain to him just then that the only thing in the world she went for was his cock up her ass. Girls? As far as she was concerned just then, she was the only girl in the world, and he was the one who had proven that. As he'd spoken, he'd looked with his hands for that pound of fat on her long, slender body. That hadn't started her cumming again, but it had started her writhing in sensual ecstasy. When he'd mentioned his admiration for her tits, he'd put Ms hands there, and that had started the first roaring of orgasm. And those had started her hips to flying, zooming her up to the peak of her climax and holding her there while she bumped and jammed and shoved her red hot ass back against Walter in an all out effort to feel more and still more of the fast flying friction of his cock. For a moment she feared she was raking long gashes down his hips with her clawing hands. Then she didn't care. Nothing at all mattered between them except having him close like this, with his cock in her asshole like this, with his hands on her tits and his hot breath panting hard at her ear. His cock came to a halt in her asshole, and her explosively hot orgasm continued on a lower level as she tried to twist about and kiss his dear face and tell him she was his forever.
"If you cum like this with a man, " Walter said, before Helga could speak, "you must go completely out of your mind with a woman. I've got a good mind to cunt fuck you and see how you like that. Is that hole open to me now? Would you still fight back if I slipped my hard cock in you here?"
"FUCK ME IN THE ASS!" Helga screamed, as Walter's hand went to her cunt.
"MY CUNT IS TOO SMALL FOR A COCK, BUT MY ASSHOLE IS YOURS, NOW AND FOREVER!" she cried, doing her best to prove that with her asshole as well as with her words.
Just as he'd suggested, she was now completely out of her mind. His one hand on her cunt, rubbing and frigging and pulling at her clitoris, his other hand on her tits, roiling and rolling them both and pulling at their nipples, were marvelous supplements to the hot driving friction of his cock, a friction Helga was now producing in many ways.
"I DON'T WANT ANY GIRLS! I WANT YOU IN MY ASS!" she shouted, reaching for him with everything she had.
To an outside observer it may have seemed as if the long, slender, big titted blonde was trying to escape from the buggering, for her elegant legs were going through all the motions of running and her hips were surging forward and back. The scissoring of her legs served to squirm her quivering buttocks hard against him and his cock, and the surging motions of her hips sucked his cock in and out of her faster and deeper than ever. Helga's body was running and flying in place, but the clue for the outside observer as to her demanding need to stay right where she was, was her hands reaching back to hold onto Walter's ass.
"IT'S TOO SWEET, IT'S TOO GOOD, I CAN'T STAND ANY MORE PERFECTION!" Helga shrieked. "CUM IN ME, SHOOT IN ME, GUSH IN ME, GIVE ME AN ENEMA WITH YOUR WONDERFUL JISM!"
That five letter word pulled a trigger inside Walter's body, and Helga's wildly contorting body pulled that trigger down. The trigger sent off rockets of jism blazing with tails of magnesium white that went shooting up through his balls "OH! YES! CUMMING! ENEMA! CUMMING!" Walter cried, helplessly thrashing and churning against this marvelous woman, helplessly shooting long, searing streamers of jism up between her squirming buttocks and deep inside the tight ring of her pulsing, throbbing asshole.
"MORE! Please give me MORE!" Helga shouted, moving like lightning in every direction, twisting about to lavish kisses on his panting mouth, sandwiching his hands between her hands and her tits and her cunt, and feeling his cock grow to astonishing proportions each time it spurted a fresh surge of jism inside her sparkling, vibrantly soaring body.
"No more. No more for now, " Walter said, lest his balls join his jism and come rushing up through the end of his cock.
"But you will stay with me a while?" Helga plaintively asked.
Walter's cock had never found a hotter, tighter, altogether sweeter hole to rest in. It soaked there most happily in the steadily pulsing ring as he smiled and said, "Yes, for a while. But don't you want to get back and take more advantage of poor little Cathy?"
"Walter, I only tried to help her!" said Helga, twisting about to convince him with her eyes as well as with her words, and by so doing eking another lovely little gusher of jism from out of his cock. "If we played some sex games together, it was only because we were lonely, and because she needed someone to hold in the urges awakening in her. Yes, I've laid with other women, but I swear that will never happen again. Now that I've known a real man you, Walter, my beloved, I will do without sex completely unless I can have you again. Walter, believe me, I need you!"
"You need me to fuck you in the ass?"
"Yes! Ohhhh, yes!" she declared, shivers going through her again, feverish shivers she'd never known before.
"You mean you like me to, uh, well, give you an enema with my cock?"
Helga's hot writhing ceased and she went rigid. She looked back over her smooth, soft shoulder beseechingly and said, "Did I say that, too? I must confess to you. My father used to give me enemas, and that was the closest thing to true ecstasy I have ever known up till nowAnd then later, when I had failed in my career as a diver, I became a physical therapist, and I administered high colonics to many people. And Walter, I liked that, I did. I... I have something strange in me about giving and taking enemas, but you must know everything about me. Are you terribly disappointed in me?"
Walter drew in a long breath before he answered, "Helga, I don't believe you. It's something I'll have to see for myself. While I was with Cathy and by the way, I did not fuck that poor, lonely girl, I happened to see an enema bag hanging up in her bathroom."
He felt Helga's body shiver against him. He felt her temperature rise several degrees. And he certainly felt her asshole close upon his cock now She looked close to fainting and every part of her body was in soft, squirming motion again as she said, 'Do you want me to go get it?"
Walter shook his head, for his cock was fully hard once again, and he said, "In a while. Don't be impatient. First let's see if we can get you up on your hands and knees without letting my cock slip out of your adorable little asshole."