Chapter 11
Gary lifted his wife's ass with both hands and spread her legs. As the creamy, oozing cunt came into view, he felt his loins burn with desire.
"How you want it, baby?" he whispered. "Want my tongue or my cock inside there?"
Gina threw her head to one side, enjoying the delicious torture. He had already covered every square inch of her body with kisses, his movements teasingly slow and sensuous. Her asshole was still wet from his hungry mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhh ... let me see," she gasped. "Mmmmmm, your cock sure sounds nice." She reached for the huge slab of meat and jacked the loose foreskin over the monstrous head. "And . . . and it sure feels nice," she added, feeling a tremor of excitement race through her body.
"How about a little of both?" Gary said, looking at the blonde patch of hair, the delicate angles of her crack. "Hmmmmmm? You like that, you little whore?"
Before she had time to answer, he buried his face between her thighs. As he locked his lips tightly around her slick opening, he jabbed his tongue fully inside, wallowing it over the slick surfaces of her fluttering walls.
"Ohhhhhh . . . God!" Gina yelled out. Pleasure was now so intense, it bordered pain. The lovely contours of her face contorted in anguish.
"Good!" she gasped. "Oh . . . Jesus, so good!"
"Mmmmmm, I'll say!" Gary murmured, feeling his voice vibrate inside her canal. He lapped his tongue upward, then over the tiny nub of her clit. "Sweet, hot pussy," he groaned, baring his teeth.
For the next several moments he chewed and nibbled eagerly over the tiny column of pulsating flesh, at the loose folds of skin that surrounded the delicate entrance. Soon, her insides were churning, spitting out streams of silvery, opaque juice. The fluid crawled over his tongue like warm syrup, etching the back of his throat.
"Want some of me?" he whispered, repositioning himself. When he lay beside her, his head toward her feet, he felt her hands grab for his cock. Seconds later, her warm, searching mouth clamped fully around his prod.
"Oh . . . shit, baby," he said, nuzzling his nose into the greasy crack. "Suck like that, and I'll really do a number on this cunt of yours!"
Gina moved her hands to his narrow hips, then dug her nails into the flesh until she touched bone. She pulled him over on top of her body, then snuggled beneath him, her face and shoulders now fully engulfed with the hairy muscularity of his crotch.
"Cock!" she grunted, closing her mouth around his shaft, licking it fully into her throat. "Mmmmmmmmm!" she groaned, now feeling the pulsating cockhead squeeze between her tonsils.
While Gary increased the flickering motions of his tongue, he began humping his ass up and down, driving his meat deep into her throat. Each time he jabbed the root of his prick between her lips, he could feel his balls throb, hitting her forehead.
"Suck it, cocksucker," he gasped, flinching with pleasure. "Really lick my dick in and eat out my cum."
"Ooommmm!" Gina murmured, slipping her fingers around his body. She played with the greasy crack of his bobbing ass, then dug savagely into the tiny, puckered hole. When it caused him to jerk brutally downward, grinding his meat to the hilt, she gave another choking moan.
"Ouch . . . that feels good," Gary whispered, twisting his face around. His entire face was now covered with the glistening residue of her juices, and as he inhaled, he became almost animal-like with his responses. He tore and lapped wildly, as if trying to suck her canal inside out.
"Suck . . . whore," he panted. "Goddamn you . . . suck!"
Gina jerked her face up suddenly as her pussy began swelling with enormous pressure. Soon, the sensation became almost unbearable. She arched her back and then screamed, her voice muffled at the base of his throbbing meat.
"Like it, huh?" Gary said, his own lust matching hers. "Well ... see if you like this, baby."
With that, he yanked her pussy open with a violent move, tearing his fingers into the delicate flesh. When the insides were totally visible, he burrowed his nose and mouth inside, stabbing his tongue as wildly as possible.
"Mmmmmffffff!" Gina choked, now feeling every muscle in her body flex painfully. Her orgasm hit her with the force of an explosion, rocking her back and forth. She gave another scream as it intensified, held there, then surged into every cell of her body.
"Oh . . . fuck . . . me, too!" Gary said, aware that his balls were about to burst. He slammed downward with his full strength, shoving in the bubbling juices that sped up the center of his shaft. "Take it . . . unhhhhh . . . fuck . . . now!"
Gina couldn't imagine anything being better. Not only was her cunt flaming with release, but now her throat was being covered with a delicious film of milky, scalding fluid. She gobbled hungrily, but it was impossible to take it all. Soon her entire mouth was full to overflowing. Twin streams of glistening liquid shot from the corners of her lips.
"Suck, cocksucker!" Gary panted, taking her clit between his teeth. "Mmmmmm, suck every fucking drop and . . . and gargle it down, whore!"
Gina gulped the bulk of his cum from the end of his prod, then moved it over her teeth and the in-sides of her cheeks with the tip of her tongue. As her throat became a greasy inferno, she inhaled deeply. Air and cum mixed, rattled down the back of her mouth.
"Aaaaaaghhhhhh!" she choked, gurgled. Another blinding flash of pure release riddled her guts, peaking savagely.
"All of it, bitch," Gary gasped, punching in the final wads. He squirmed his ass around, then rocked from side to side. At last, he stopped moving altogether, and crushed his body downward.
"Don't move, baby," he whispered, kissing the inside of her thigh. "Stay just like that. Shit . . . lick me clean!"
When she felt his prick soften somewhat, she spit it from her mouth. As it crawled across her cheek, she lapped into the cum-splattered hairs, pulling the damp strands between her teeth. She then began licking and chewing all over his crotch, mixing his sweat, cum, her spit, gobbling the fluid down.
"Oh . . . delicious!" she cried out, her passion becoming renewed. "I ... I want to lick out some more, you big bastard! Mmmmmmm, gallons and gallons!"
"Wow, you sure are a cockhound, aren't you, baby?" Gary said, moving to his side. He ran his fingers over the soft contours of her body, then finally rested his palm against her slick pussy mound. "Well, how about if I just fuck you like a dog then?"
"Mmmmmmm?" Gina asked, still in the delicious aftermath of pleasure. "What did you say?"
"Roll over, and I'll fuck you till you bark, you bitch in heat," Gary said. His eyes were now glazed as he looked at her firm, young body.
Before she had time to react, he had thrown her to her stomach, then yanked her legs apart. He was now kneeling between her thighs, holding her ass with both hands.
"Ready?" he gasped, pushing his crotch forward. "You ready for one hell of a doggy-fucking?"
"I . . . aieeee!" Gina screamed. She felt a blinding, spasming blast of pain as he seared violently into her cunt. "Jesus, it's killing me!" she panted.
After the softness of his tongue, his cock seemed like a baseball bat! It filled her completely, squeezing her insides apart until she thought her walls would burst.
"Want me to stop?" he said, stopping all movement. "I ... I will if you want me to ... " "Are you crazy?" she yelled. "I . . . I want you to hurt me! Make it hurt! Kill me with your cock, you bastard! Goddamn you . . . you . . . unhhhhhhh!"
Her tortured moans turned into a silent shriek of ecstasy as her orgasm burst brutally around his plunging meat. She threw her head back, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, then began banging back and forth, matching his savage stabs.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted, her words matching the explosions that burst into her cunt opening.
"Take it, slut!" Gary said, stretching her legs even wider, almost like a wishbone. He humped forward and upward with his full strength, burying every inch of his throbbing meat inside her.
"Fuck it right up here!" he barked. "And here! Here, you cocksucking bitch! Unh . . . here!"
Gina was almost exhausted, but with the last ounce of her strength, she locked her pussy muscles around his prick and held on for dear life, desperately trying to milk him of his orgasm.
"Give it to me," she begged. "I ... I want cum! Give me lots of cum in my cunt, you prick!"
"Not yet," Gary growled. "You're gonna have to beg for it. I'm gonna make you want it so bad ... " How could she possibly want it any worse than she did now? she wondered. Every cell in her body craved his release, wanted the feel of the greasy heat.
"Please ... oh God, please!" she pleaded. "Give it to me!"
"Beg, whore!" he said. "Goddamn, beg!"
Gina let out a shriek that vibrated the very walls of the room. Her insides were now a cauldron of churning, bubbling ecstasy, her mind inflamed with all-consuming anguish.
"Please! Please! Please!" she choked.
As she said the last word, she felt her guts explode again. This time, however, it wasn't her own climax, but his. And when the thick masses of steaming juice filmed up her walls, she felt sudden, delicious peace. She collapsed in a writhing mass, moaning in the sheets.
"Mmmmm," she gasped, rocking back and forth.
"Oh fuck . . . take it, bitch," Gary said, shoving in the last of his climax. "Take every goddamned drop!"
When his cock was throbbing, empty of fluid, he squeezed his body forward, then lowered his mouth to the back of her neck. He began chewing, kissing, nibbling on the delicate, perfumed flesh, moving his hands under her body. He ran his fingers over her rubbery nipples, then pulled the silky mounds to the sides. He kissed across her shoulders, then to her armpits where he took the delicate nubs of her tits between his teeth.
"Love you, baby," he murmured. "Love every fucking inch of your sweet body."
Gina turned slightly to one side and stroked his arm. God, he was good. The whole damned family must be fucking machines! Wouldn't it be wonderful if there were some way she could have both Fred and Gary at the same time?
God, that was something to think about!
Fred's huge hairy body, that monstrous cock, and Gary's muscular strength, that mouth!
Suddenly, another ripple of pleasure drilled into her guts. She pulled away from him and opened her mouth, almost ready to confess, to tell him everything. After all, what would he do? Kill me?
Well, probably.
In a way, it might be nice to feel his arms around her squeezing the life out of her. Or those big hands on her neck. It was a nice thought if she knew he wouldn't actually do it . . .
"Gary?" she whispered. "Can I tell you something?"
"Mmmmmmm?" her husband murmured, almost asleep.
"I ... I want you to know I love you, sweetheart," she said, running her fingers into the shock of blond hair.
"I love you, too, baby," he said, then snorted.
She stroked his body for a long while, looking at his tanned, muscular features, her mind filled with a million thoughts. She couldn't live this way for the rest of her life, holding back, hiding thoughts.
She'd have to tell him . . .
Or, someone.
Sharon!
Of course, Sharon. She would understand. She wouldn't tell her about Fred, of course. Just about herself.
She closed her eyes and slept.