Chapter 8
"Now I want you to tell me what the fuck is going on!"
Beth shook her head and blinked her eyes, unable to believe what was happening. Henry had fled the bedroom, pulling his cock out of her pussy and throwing on his pants and dashing out the door as fast as he could. Now she was lying naked on the bed before her divorced husband. Except for Phil's rage, it was almost as if they were still married.
Phil was so angry, it frightened Beth to look at him. He had always been an imposingly big man, tall and heavy boned, with the square-jawed, crooked-nosed face of a prizefighter. At age forty-one, his body had lost none of its hard muscularity, and as Beth stared at him she knew that Phil could completely overpower her if he wanted to. He might very well-he'd always had a temper.
"I come home for a visit to see my little girl Alice, and I find this?" Phil continued incredulously. He stepped closer to the bed and looked at Beth furiously, the muscles in his jaw twitching with rage. "How old was that kid you were fucking? Sixteen? What the hell kind of cradle-robber are you?"
"That's none of your business, Phil," Beth said carefully, trying to keep the shameful flush out of her cheeks. "I'm not your wife any more. I lead my own life."
"Yeah, I'll bet you do," Phil said. "Shit, I'll bet if we'd had a son instead, you'd be sucking his dick by now!"
"Goddamn you, you've got your right to talk!" Beth screamed. "What about that sixteen-year-old chippie you were screwing when I took you to court? Doesn't that count for anything, huh?"
Phil clenched his fists at his sides and advanced menacingly on his ex-wife, his expression telling her not to go any farther.
Beth almost laughed. Phil had always been a first class, two-faced bastard, capable of blaming her for fucking a teenager one minute and seducing an even younger one the next. The only thing worse than his temper was his lust-for years Beth had been afraid that he might eventually try to fuck their own daughter, Alice.
"You shut your filthy mouth," Phil said quietly.
"My filthy mouth!" Beth cried. "You're the one, you son of a bitch! You just don't like to be reminded of what an asshole you are!"
"Where's my daughter? I want to see my daughter!"
"She moved out," Beth said simply. She knew in advance that this announcement would horrify Phil. She wanted to-she wanted to hurt him as much as she could. "Do you remember that Kal I was going with? Well, Alice is his girlfriend, now! She moved in with him!"
"What?" Phil gasped.
"You heard me!" Beth cried, almost triumphantly. "Our little girl's full-grown now! She moved in with him!"
"You let her ..." Phil paused, as if unable to form his shock into words. "... you let her ... do something like that without even telling me about it? My own goddamn daughter?"
"That's about right."
"Why, you fucking cunt!" Phil bellowed.
Suddenly Phil's rage seemed to break inside him, spinning completely out of control. He leaped onto the bed and began to slap Beth viciously across her cheeks. Beth screamed and made a helpless effort to pull away from him. Then Phil turned her onto her stomach and feverishly began to fumble with the catch of his pants.
"You bastard, what the hell do you think you're doing!" Beth cried. "Let me go! Let me gooo ..."
"I'm not gonna let you get away with this, you cunt!" Phil shrieked. He literally tore his pants down to his ankles, leaving himself naked from the waist down. His cock was very hard. "Gonna teach you a fucking lesson!"
"Let me go, you bastard! I'll call the police. Let me ... "
Phil dug his fingers into the cheeks of Beth's ass and pulled them violently apart, revealing the tight pink ring of her asshole. Beth grunted and tried to turn her head to see what he was doing. Then she felt something stiff and fleshy being pushed into her puckered hole, and she realized that Phil was about to rape her up the ass.
"No ... unh ... fuck, you bastard, let me go!" she cried. Desperately, she tried to pull away from him, in terror of the pain his hugely bloated cock would cause her tender asshole. "I'll have you sued for this! Stop it Phil, I mean it!"
"Fucking cunt!"
Panting, Phil held his throbbing prick before him and expertly wriggled the purplish knob into the rubbery grip of his ex-wife's asshole. Then he savagely began to fuck into her ass, forcing his thickly swollen cock all the way up her hole.
"Unngggghhh ... Phil, noooooo ... UNNGGGGHHHH!" Beth cried loudly. Instantly, she felt the hot waves of agony flooding her ass, and her expression contorted obscenely. "Goddamn bastard, take it out! You're killing me! Noooo!"
"Ahhh, yes," Phil sighed. "Now, that's a little more like it!"
Phil's anger was rapidly changing into simple, animalish lust. He held half of his pulsating prick buried in his ex-wife's asshole, groaning with pleasure as the muscles of her ass-tunnel gripped and squeezed the bloated pink flesh of his fuck-tool. Then he again began to hump violently behind her, forcing the rest of his rock-hard cock into her ravaged asshole.
All Beth's resistance died inside her at once. She fell heavily onto the mattress and turned her cheek on the pillow, lying motionless, giving herself up to whatever Phil wanted to do to her body.
Already she could feel herself starting to enjoy it. Her asshole was almost as sensitive as her cunt, and in spite of her protests, she had always enjoyed it when Kal had fucked her there. Now her hated ex-husband was bringing up the burning sensations of desire she was so addicted to.
"You getting turned on, honey?" Phil asked hoarsely. All of his cock was inside her now, the swollen meat of his hard-on being squeezed by her warm asshole. Phil grunted and began to pump his dick rhythmically in and out of the stretched ring, the oozings of his cum moistening the pink walls of her ass-tunnel. "Don't try to lie to me, you little cunt! I was married to you for seventeen fucking years! I know what you like!"
"Unhhh," Beth moaned. "Oh, God, Phil ... Stop it! No ... unhhhhhh!"
Beth tried to resist her intense horniness for a moment longer, biting her lip hard and keeping her face turned into the pillow. Then she uncontrollably began to hump back onto Phil's throbbing prick, silently begging for more of his long hard cock.
"Want more of it?" Phil asked sadistically. He reached around his ex-wife's back and squeezed her heavy tits, pulling her fat red nipples out with his thumbs and forefingers. "Beg for it, baby. You want more of my dick up your ass?"
"F-f-fuck me," Beth burbled shamefully. She increased the rhythm of her humping, thrusting her round ass furiously at Phil's cock. "Unhhh... so good ... fuck my ass ... ahhhhhh ..."
Phil slammed more of his cock into Beth's asshole with every thrust into her body, his balls grinding lewdly against the crack of her ass. Beth whimpered with pleasure and clawed the sheets with her fingernails. Her ass-tunnel was hot and slimy with the flow of his cum-cream, squeezing rubberily around the swollen flesh of his prick. She could hardly wait to feel the real load of his jism spurting into her hole.
"Oh, fuck, I think I'm gonna cum!" Phil moaned.
"Harder Phil, fuck my asshole!" Beth shrieked. She could feel her cunt-mound making her inner thighs sticky with her fuck-juices, her clit pulsing stiffly beneath its fleshy hood. "Ahhhhhhh... God, Phil, you're making me so hot! Fuck me harder!"
Suddenly, Phil pulled his burning cock completely out of Beth's asshole and aimed the swollen knob at the hair-fringed fissure of her pussy. With one quick movement of his hips, he slipped his cock all the way up her dripping cunt, the pouting lips spreading wetly to admit the twitching hardness. Eagerly, he began to fuck her with it, humping into her clinging gash even more furiously than he'd fucked her asshole.
Beth's mouth dropped open in physical shock, and she bucked off the bed as if she'd been shot. It took her almost a half-minute to grow used to Phil's invasion of her cunt. Then she again began to hump back at him, squealing for as much of his cock as she could get.
"I'm shooting off, now," Phil gasped. He hammered his throbbing cock deep into her pussy, feeling his balls swelling with the waiting load of his cum. "Can't stand it ... blow my wad ... in your snatch ... ahhhhhh!"
"Cumming now, Phil!" Beth screamed. Her cunt and asshole seemed to explode in an animalish warmth, her pussy-tunnel flooding her thick juices around the pumping shaft of Phil's cock. As her nipples stiffened with lust against his palms, she fucked onto his tool as hard as she could. "Fuck my cunt, Phil, I'm cumming! Unnggggghh! Oh fuck me, fuck me!"
Beth's cumming pussy sucked tightly around the throbbing shaft of Phil's cock, milking and squeezing the cum-load from the sac of his tightened nuts. Phil gasped and buried his aching dick completely up her fuck-hole. Then the white drops of jism began to spew wildly from the shiny knob of his prick, spurting deeply into the pink sheath of his ex-wife's cunt.
Phil winced in a mixture of pain and pleasure, and pulled his squirting dick from her pussy. Holding the base of his cock in his fist, he lewdly milked the last cream from his balls, smearing the cum-fluid obscenely across the cheeks of Beth's ass.
"Oh, Phil," Beth moaned. "Oh, God, that was so good! You never fucked me like that before. I came so hard ..."
"I want to see my daughter," Phil panted. He grabbed Beth's hips and turned her over on the bed so that he was facing her, staring menacingly into her eyes. "You understand me? I'm not gonna let my little girl live with some son of a bitch without my knowing about it. You set it up for me, you understand? I want to see my little girl!"
"Yes, Phil," Beth whispered quickly. Ordinarily, she would have been slow to obey any of his requests, but now that he had made her cum so hard, she felt different-more feminine and submissive. A good hard fuck with a stiff cock like Phil's always made her feel that way. "I-I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I'll call Alice right away."
"Good. Now suck my dick!" Phil demanded viciously. He grabbed Beth by the hair and pulled her face onto the slowly softening length of his prick. "It's dirty! Clean it off, you bitch! Suck my cock!"
Silently and obediently, Beth leaned forward, opening her mouth to admit the spongy head of Phil's big prick. She tasted her own shit with her tongue, but it didn't occur to her to be revolted. Now that Phil had satisfied her, all she wanted to do was please him like a slave.
As her ex-husband stood over her, she stroked the shaft of his hard-on, wantonly sucking the knob of his fat cock as hard as she could.