Chapter 4
Gary withdrew his prod from Gina's cum-splattered asshole, then heaved forward once more. This time, his cockhead punctured her cuntlips, finally slipping to the back of her canal.
"Since I'm already here," he panted, crushing his full weight down on her back, "thought I'd do this hole too."
"Ohhhhh . . . yes," Gina said. Although she had loved every moment of his ass-fucking, she felt raw and torn. And when he slipped his prick out of her shitter, the relief was almost as good as the pleasure she now experienced inside her cunt.
"Just keep it in me," she murmured, again looking at the photograph of Fred. "I want you inside me like this all night. Sleep on me like this. Just fuck me . . . forever!"
Gary humped over her body, withdrawing, then stabbing his prick back inside her cunt. He loved it when she was like this, ready and willing to do it all night. She hadn't always been like this. In fact, only lately. He wondered what he had done, what had happened to make her so cock hungry.
"You like fucking me?" he whispered.
Gary spoke, but it was Fred's voice Gina heard.
"Yes," she said, locking her eyes on the picture of Fred. "Mmmmmm, I ... I can't get enough of your big, hard dick!"
As she said the words, she could almost feel the hairy chest against her back. That was one thing she really liked, but Gary's chest was smooth, almost like warm marble. She reached around and fingered the base of his cock, taking some of the wiry strands of hair between her fingers.
"I ... I like this," she said. "Mmmmmm, I like how it scrapes my skin."
"Hair?" Gary said. "Too bad I don't have a lot of it like Fred. I always hated him for that." He chuckled suddenly. "But I always told him that hair doesn't grow on steel."
"Fred is hairy, isn't he?" Gina said, sounding conversational. "I guess Sharon really likes that."
"Mmmmmmm, let's talk about us," Gary said. "Hair or no hair, I'm gonna fuck the living shit out of you, baby."
"Oh, I think you have," Gina said, pursing her ass muscles. "Feels like I've had a cattle prod up my butt."
"Well, now you're gonna get one in this sweet, little pussy," he said, kissing the back of her neck.
"Do it," Gina said passionately, tearing her eyes away from the photograph of Fred. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair! What kind of woman am I? she demanded of herself. Here I am thinking of another man while my husband fucks me!
Another man . . .
Well, there were other men. Even besides Fred. She thought of that lifeguard, during that summer in Indiana when she'd stayed with her grandparents. How they had stolen into the woods one night. She remembered his touch, rough, yet deliciously exciting. He had been hairy.
She remembered tearing herself away from his embrace, dashing through the woods, the tears stinging her face. Good girls didn't do that. Good girls waited.
So she had waited.
And now that she had waited, and was married to Gary, she suddenly realized that perhaps it hadn't been such a good idea after all. She had known only one cock in her entire life. Sure, it was big and hard delicious, but still ... it was the only one. What were others like? Fred's?
Someone else, perhaps?
"Oh . . . give it to me!" she screamed to all those boys who had wanted to fuck her and had been refused. "Drill my pussy apart!" Cocks seemed to close in on her, nearing her mouth, her tits, her armpits, her pussy. "All . . . of . . . unhhhhh!" She had almost said, "All of you!" She bit her lip, her face contorting with anguish. "All of it!" she screamed. "Fuck me! God . . . fuck me to death!"
"Holy . . . fucking . . . Jesus," Gary murmured. Didn't she ever slow down? If she fucked like this every night, he'd be an old man before he was thirty! "You really are in a bad way, aren't you?"
"Fuck . . . me," Gina said, her voice just above a whisper. Every ounce of her strength seemed to be centered at her cunt. Her muscles were pulling, sucking, lapping around his prod. "Mmmmmmm," she said suddenly, a raw climax bursting at her opening. "Oh . . . mmmmm!"
When Gary felt her insides work around on his meat like a mouth, he felt electric-like jolts of pleasure hit his loins. He pulled back, but it was hard, her insides were a powerful vacuum. Finally, when his cockhead just stretched at her opening, he lunged back in, shoving his full weight between her thighs.
"Take it, slut!" he yelled, biting down on the back of her neck like an angry snake. "Take my big cock and fuck it right up to your cum-sucking brains!"
When Gina felt the hard punches of his prod, she again had another crashing explosion of tortured release thunder inside her body. She lifted her upper body upward, supporting herself on her elbows, and threw her head back. Her climax was now peaking savagely, riddling her body with satisfaction.
"Aaaaaghhhhh!" she shrieked. She flinched, bucked, then fell back down, gasping into the sheets. "Oh . . . Jesus . . . yesssss!" she moaned.
"Hey, baby, you're not stopping are you?" Gary grunted, feeling her body go limp. "I'm just getting started good."
As if to prove his point, he began thundering wildly in and out of her hole, each stroke coming faster than the one before. Finally, his ass was bobbing up and down in a fleshy blur, his cock punching like a piston-machine out of control.
While he fucked her brutally, Gina could only lie there, allow herself to be pummeled about like a rag doll. Yet even without moving, she felt more spasms of orgasm work up and down her canal, ready to spit from her opening.
"Fuck . . . me," she murmured, using the last ounce of her strength to tighten her pussy muscles. "Fuck me . . .full of hot, sweet cream!"
"Oh . . . shit!" Gary barked, grabbing her thighs. He dug his long fingers into the soft flesh and yanked her backward. At the same time he got to his knees and drilled forward. His move caused his prick to become fully embedded inside her cunt. Even part of the loose skin around his nuts squeezed into her tight opening. "Take my cum now! You . . . fucking . . . cocksucking . . . whore!"
He held himself inside her like that until the second burst of molten cum shot from the end of his prick. When the third quick blast of milky juice swept up the center of his shaft, he began punching in and out, gasping as his swinging balls slapped upward, hitting her stomach.
When Gina felt the burning sensation of jism, she awoke with new life. She arched her back, then began thrusting her ass back and forth, eagerly working her pussy around his prick.
"Full!" she panted, reaching around and clawing at his pumping ass. "Ram my pussy full of hot cum!"
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Gary moaned, now feeling the bulk of his release pour into her guts. He took a deep breath, then heaved forward, squirming around as the last glob exploded from his cockhead.
"Unhhhhhhh!" he gasped, releasing the hold he had on her legs. He moved his hands under her body and squeezed her tits. He took the rubbery nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pulled the satiny mounds to either side.
"Love . . . you, baby," he said tenderly, licking toward her right nipple.
"Oh Gary... I love your cock," Gina moaned. She now felt fully refreshed, almost as if his cum was like a medicine. She worked her ass around, shivering with anticipation.
"Can I have you like this always?" she asked, wondering herself why she liked it.
"Always, baby," Gary said, his voice a soft murmur against her tit. "Wouldn't let you go for the world."
Wouldn't you?
What if you knew what I had just been doing? Fucking you, and thinking about your brother. Not only that, but the other ones that I could have fucked.
It was, however, just a thought. She hadn't actually done it. And she wouldn't do it . . . Or would I?
What would Fred say, how would he react if I said . . .
"Let me suck your cock," she said aloud.
"Hmmmmm?" Gary said. "I thought you wanted it this way all night, baby."
"I do," she whispered softly, snuggling under his body. "Mmmmmmm, I want . . . you."
She felt his weight become dead as he fell asleep. She kept her eyes toward :he night stand for several moments, her glance once more taking in the handsome features of Fred.
When she finally closed her eyes, her mind melting into sleep, Fred's smiling face seemed almost to burn in her memory. This sensation was almost as pleasant as the hard sensations inside her pussy, where Gary's cock lay throbbing.
She dreamt. After all, it isn't a sin to dream.