Chapter 1
"OHHHHHH! YES! NOW!!"
Marlene screamed out as she felt him slam into her viciously. He was reaching the very depths of her with his long, hardened rod. The soft folds of tissue deep within her were pummeled delightfully. It made her groan and writhe under his masterful strokes.
She linked her legs around his back and thrust herself up toward his steaming prick. His hips worked at her in a jackhammer motion that made her body shake with pleasure as he dug farther and farther into her. The waves of orgasm came one after the other and swept through her. There was a frenzy of excitement as she came again and again while his mighty weapon lost none of its pounding motion, its urgency.
This was the kind of thrashing she liked to take from a man! This was the way it should be all the time! Marlene abandoned herself to the wonders of feeling that swirled through her spasming cunt and made her entire body tingle and vibrate with pure pleasure. If she could have controlled her movements enough, she would have looked down to her crotch to watch the thick shaft thrusting in and out of her wet box. But she was too far lost to the throes of ecstasy to do that. She contented herself instead with visualizing the huge rod, slamming into her and glistening with the streaming juices it had called forth from her hungry hole.
His pace increased. Her body rocked with the wildness of his jerky, rapid strokes that signaled the urgency of his purpose. His balls, too, were hardening in the sac that slapped up against her crack. Marlene knew his crisis was near now and just the thought of it happening along with his expanding cock digging into her made her come again.
"Hang on, baby! OHHHH! YEAHHHHHH!"
She felt his body shudder as the giant hunk of flesh inside of her swelled up. The large knob grew, she could feel it! Then the spurts of his manhood began to fill her with bubbling globs of sperm! They clung together for dear life as his cock pumped seed into her, and her cunt hungrily clamped down on it to milk it for all he had to give.
Again and again the hot liquid streamed into her from his throbbing cock. They groaned and twisted their bodies together as the lovely sensation of orgasm tingled through them! It was total unification of their spirits and the lust they felt for each other. His sac had grown to enormous proportions and then began to shrink as his sperm ebbed into her. She felt his cock twitch out the last burning spurts he had to give. Soon the mighty rod was soft in her soggy cavern of womanhood.
Their bodies went limp together and his full weight pressed against her round breasts as he collapsed on her. The sound of his heavy panting in her ear made her shudder once more and her cunt tightened on his soft member.
"I love you, Mike."
"Me, too, baby."
He began to withdraw from her. She loved the feeling of it. The thick flesh that had speared her soft hole was now receding inch by inch back out of her opening. It gave her a bittersweet feeling of loss as the knob pulled toward the entrance. She wished he would never leave her.
But Mike did leave her. He left her much too often. This kind of wonderful union they had just shared was almost a rarity for them. Mike was a salesman with a pharmaceutical company. He had to be on the road much of the time visiting doctors' offices and hospitals all over the region. It left Marlene home alone with the children for many long days and nights. The nights were what she disliked the most. She missed his big, masculine body sleeping next to hers as well as the absence of his sturdy penis slamming in her.
She knew he must have other women while he was away from her. It was only natural. Even she had had some fleeting affairs while he was gone. It was never anything serious, it was merely a way of releasing her pent-up sexual desires. There were times when she had thought she would go mad if she could not feel a man's big cock fucking her. After all, Marlene, at thirty-eight, was still a vital and beautiful woman. She could not be expected to wait for his two weekends a month at home. She needed more than that.
There were times when her desire reached such a peak she had begun to look at their son with lustful eyes! It shamed her to even think that way. The boy was only ten years old, but he was developing rapidly. He already had qualities of his handsome father. Little Billy had the same black, curly hair and soft brown eyes as well as the budding of his dad's athletic build. Marlene knew he was a handsome boy just as much as her twelve-year-old daughter Melissa was a very attractive girl.
Both of the children had the features of their parents. Melissa reflected her mother's curvaceous body already. Her light blonde hair and blue eyes, with her body beginning to show the treasures of womanhood, made her a mouth-watering morsel for any boy, or man for that matter. It pleased Marlene to have people comment on the girl's beauty being a carbon copy of her own. She considered it a high compliment and she relished it.
Marlene was left alone with her children a lot, too much really. It made her closer to them than she ought to have been. The children were already sexually precocious, she knew that. They had been told the "facts of life" and they understood them well. There were no half-truths or fantasies in their minds about what sex was. It almost made Marlene wonder if they knew too much. Once, when she was washing the family laundry, she noticed a pair of Melissa's pink panties. They were stained in the crotch with young cunt juices and had the grimy handprints of a young boy on them. It had shocked her to see the obvious proof that her daughter had been letting boys feel her up.
She had never wanted to make an issue of her discovery. She only hoped that Melissa had enough good sense to not go too far and get herself into trouble. But she did wonder who the boy was who had gotten to her. It seemed to her all the boys in her class at school were so immature that Melissa would not be interested in them. It was a mystery to her who the boy was. She just hoped it would not lead any farther, and she never mentioned the stained panties to her daughter. As a matter-of-fact, that discovery had uncovered an urge in Marlene that surprised her.
With the panties in her hand, she had started the washing machine and gone to sit in one of the lounge chairs which were being stored in the basement. She was alone in the house, and being in the basement with the drone of the washer and dryer drowning everything out, made her feel very warm and enclosed. The atmosphere had produced a womb-like feeling that made the rest of the world seem miles away from her.
Marlene thought about what must have happened between her daughter and some boy as she looked at the panties. She sniffed at them lightly. The musty aroma of young juices made her head reel. Mike had been gone for two weeks and she was feeling very sexy. The panties and her fantasies made her cunt begin to itch. She sat in the chair and pressed her buttocks down hard, moving them slightly from side to side. She was trying to stimulate her clitoris from the pressure placed on it by her legs.
It was not enough. She knew she had to feel more than just this light stimulation. Holding the panties in her hand, she stole up her skirt until they pressed against her own. With her fingers she felt her own stain grow down there as she released her feminine wetness. Then she started to rub her daughter's underwear against her sheathed crotch. It felt wonderful! Her clit began to stand up and harden under her touch.
She rubbed back and forth on her swelling womanhood. The lips that surrounded her most tender parts became larger as they engorged with blood from her excitement. Her hand moved faster, more insistently, as her desire heightened.
The feeling was making her body stiffen as the little pinpricks of electricity danced from her vagina to her stomach and lower back. It made her spread her legs and hike them over the arms of the chair so she could work on herself better. This opened her cunt with a smacking sound of the lips parting to expose her wet hole. It made the stain on her panties grow. Marlene shuddered.
Her fingers stroked directly on her clit now. She could feel it harden even through the material that protected it. As the beads of sweat began to stand out on her forehead, her lust propelled her to do more to herself. Her temperature was rising and her hips began to undulate now, begging for more than a light touch on the outside of her cunt. It forced her to move aside the elastic that held the underwear tightly on her crotch. Her fingers sought the hot flesh of her cunt so she could thrill herself even more.
At the first touch, she groaned. She was so wet, her fingers slid freely over her protruding lips. The motion of her own hand made her squirm. At first, she did not go near the throbbing clit. She would play with herself first before she satisfied that burning urge to spill her juices into her hand. Her fingers played around the edges of her hot box until she was panting from desire. A light, tickling stroke made her arch high off the chair.
Using two fingers on either side, she manipulated the lips of her nether-mouth. She squeezed them as she rubbed and pulled them apart gently. It made a liquidy, smacking sound as she did it because of the great quantity of juice that was running out from her gaping hole. From this motion, she quickly shifted to using her entire hand to rub hard in a circular motion all over her crotch. Then, as if to surprise herself, she stopped suddenly, put two fingers together and thrust rapidly toward her open hole!
"UHHHHH! OH, AAAHHH, yesssss!!"
The moan escaped her as she felt her own fingers push aside the tender, wet tissues of her vaginal canal and thrust into her. They slid in rapidly and sent shivers through her body. She embedded herself to the knuckles and then began to rotate her hand so that her fingers banged against her soft walls. The wetness covered her hand and made her slosh freely in there. To give herself the sensation of more friction, she spread her fingers so it felt like there was something thicker in her. This spreading felt just wonderful as she started to pull her hand back and forth slowly. Her fingers were drumming in and out of her steaming hole in a steady rhythm now.
Marlene twisted on the chair. Her head was thrown back and her eyes shut as she worked her hand around and around in her cunt. The low groans continued to escape from her and they echoed in the basement even over the sounds of the washing machine. She felt totally alone in the world as she thrilled to her own touch.
The slow motion of her hand was beginning to pick up speed now. Her cunt ached to feel more. She had to have more! Oh, how she longed to feel a huge cock filling her up! There must be something she could do ... there had to be something she could use to give herself what she needed now! Although she hated to stop even for a moment, she opened her eyes and quickly scanned the basement to find something to use. She kept her hand rotating as she looked to keep the sensation going. Then she spotted it! Just a few feet away, lying on the floor was one of Billy's baseball bats. Without a moment's hesitation, and without taking her hand from her cunt, she leapt off the chair to grab it and return to her seat in one, quick gliding motion!
She held the bat in her left hand while she jiggled her right hand around in her cunt. Her heart was pounding with the excitement of using the heavy wooden thing in her slippery box. She gave herself one last caress with her hand and then rapidly yanked out her fingers. The sensation was marvelous! Her oozing wet cunt throbbed at the loss and hungered for more! Oh, how she would give it to herself! As she felt the cool air play against her hot hole that was gaping open, she measured the girth of the bat with one hand. It would certainly be a worthy object to jam into herself!
Marlene did not open her eyes as she guided the hand-grip end of the bat toward her snatch. She did not want to see where it was, she only wanted to feel the beauty of it as she threaded it into her waiting hole. The first touch of the hard wood against her labia made her flinch. It was so hard and cool....
With both hands wrapped firmly around the bat, she began to push it against herself. The extended knob on the handle forced her tender lips apart so it made her groan! But she did not stop pressing forward with it. Her legs spread wider to give the large object easier access to her dripping hole. Even doing this, though, the resistance of her opening made her stop for a moment. She got a better grip as the end of the bat pressed against her hole. Then, with a mighty shove, she pressed down with all her strength on the long wooden rod!
"OHHHHHH! AHHHHH!"
Her labia parted as the large bat jammed partway up her sluice! The electricity shot through her as she bucked her hips off the chair! She had never expected such a wonderful feeling of being spread to her limit and widened! Oh, it was perfect! The big bat forced her cunt-walls wide open as she pressed harder on it, driving it in farther and farther! Its girth widened the more she shoved it in. She felt like she was being impaled on a gigantic may-pole ... and indeed she was!
Marlene groaned and writhed as her hot box felt the strong wood pierce her right to the back of her vagina. She could not get enough of it! The slight pain she felt was nothing compared to the great pleasure she was getting. She was engorged totally with the thing and she loved it! Her breath came in short gasps as she tried to move the bat in and out. It was difficult to do since it fit into her so tightly and the overlapping end of the handle caught on her tender walls as she tried to pull out. She did not let that stop her! Using all the strength she had, she tugged mightily to yank it partway out, then she pushed to shove it back in.
In and out, slowly and haltingly, the big bat thrust in her cunt. It made her moan with delight. She had never felt so totally filled in her life! Her walls were being stretched mercilessly and she loved every bulging inch of it!
Try as she might, it was almost impossible to get a good, steady rhythm going with it. There was too much friction and the fit was too tight to really allow her to pummel herself. But her cunt was itching and aching for more! She had to feel more! Then, almost by accident, her hand turned the bat. That was it! The feeling of the bat being slowly rotated in her hot, juicy box nearly drove her wild! She turned it and turned it so that her tender cunt was twisted this way and that from inside!
"OHHHhhhh! AHHHHH ... GOD, YESSSsss!!"
Marlene could not help herself. She kept turning the bat to make it screw into her mercilessly! Her clit was throbbing and burning from the action and her breath came in short gasps interspersed with groans that emanated from her groin. Oh, it was too wonderful! Her hips rotated and bounced off the chair as she tried to make the rhythm that the heavy, wooden bat would not. Although it was sliding easier from the copious, thick juices her cunt was oozing, she could still not ram herself.
It was almost too much for her! Her cunt was aflame with the desire to spill out the climax of her streaming juices. She had to do it! She took her right hand from the bat and began to rub it on the hairs that covered her snatch. Then slowly, she let her fingers inch toward her bulging clit. Lightly, then viciously, she attacked the straining and super-sensitive knob of flesh! Her body stiffened. She rotated the bat faster as her fingers rubbed the clit. The jolts of lust swept through her as her face flushed and her breath nearly choked off with emotion!
Her hand jangled against her hard clit as the bat rotated hard and fast in her spasming cunt! Faster and faster, harder and harder! It was happening ... she was coming! Her cunt clamped down hard on the impassive wood that filled her up. She rubbed her clit jerkily as if it were her last chance! The sticky ooze of her cream streamed out from around the thick bat and ran down between her asscheeks.
"OHHHH! GOD, YES!! OHHHH!"
Marlene was wild! Her orgasm rocked her body! She twisted on the chair and bucked her hips up. Her opening and closing cunt clung to the wooden bat and sent waves of passion through her! Time after time, her body was wracked with the slams of orgasm! She moaned and screamed out as the mad burning in her stretched cunt drove her wild with savage lust!
She convulsed in the chair as the final, screaming climax ripped out from the very innermost depths of her red and swollen cunt. A last tremor clamped her vagina on the bat as her fingers pressed down on her pulsating clit. She had done it!
Her body became limp. She sat there in the chair and moaned softly as she felt her juice trickle out of her. The bat felt heavy and hurtful now inside of her, but she could not yet move to extract it from herself. The feeling had been too intense. She had fucked herself long and well. Now, her short panting breath heaved out of her body in a jagged rhythm that came from a total, deeply wrenched series of orgasming.