Chapter 5
Stacy Shakey flexed her ass muscles because she knew MacIntyre was looking at them and let out a gentle moan.
She could feel her ass-hole tingling worse than ever and the ache in her bowels was growing rapidly.
She moved her thighs apart on the bed and folded her arms under her head.
She rested her cheekbone on her upper arms and closed her eyes.
She tried as hard as she could to relax all of her muscles.
But she was very excited at the prospect of being penetrated in her third and only remaining virginal hole.
Stacy sighed as she felt the older man running the palms of his hands over her creamy white ass cheeks. MacIntyre just loved the way Stacy's buttocks felt.
He worked the flesh with his strong fingers making her groan with joy.
She could feel a shiver running up and down her spine and she ground her hips downward against the wet bedspread.
Now her gushing cunt juices were dripping out of the top of her cunt, and her tiny patch of golden pubic hair was getting wet and sticky.
"You know that it will hurt when I fuck you in the ass," MacIntyre said, as a polite warning to the girl.
He could tell that she was on the naive side and he wanted to make sure that she knew what she was in for.
"I know, I don't care. I want the pain. I want you to hurt me," Stacy said.
She noticed that it didn't sound like her speaking.
"Any pain you give me must be delicious,"
Stacy added.
"I think you have a marvelous attitude. It shows that you are well on the path to becoming a total sensate."
"What is a sensate?" Stacy asked in a low voice.
She pulled her puffy lips away from her upper arm a little bit.
She could .tell that she had drooled during her attempt to relax.
She knew that she would have to stop being embarrassed about such things.
"That is a person who is in complete tune with their senses. They live exclusively for physical sensation."
"And it makes no difference if the sensation is pleasure or pain?" Stacy asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Some pains are unpleasant for everyone. No one-likes to have their arm broken. But there are many forms of sexual pain that increase the intensity of the sexual pleasure," MacIntyre explained slowly.
Stacy knew exactly what he meant. She understood him perfectly.
She knew that she was going to suffer one of those pains in the near future.
The pain of having her ass fucked would be the pain of sweet surrender.
She would be giving herself completely to the man.
She would be totally submissive to MacIntyre Symms.
She wanted to achieve total subservience to his complete mastery.
She would be his sex slave and he would be her sex master.
She could tell as he pressed his hips against the side of her leg that his cock was as hard as a rock.
She could feel how thick it was and she wondered if her ass-hole would be able to stretch far enough to take that thick prick.
She felt a surge of self-assurance. She knew she could do it.
Stacy was confidant that nature had a way of taking care of these things.
MacIntyre kneaded the flesh of her creamy round ass cheeks lovingly and kissed his way slowly up and down her spine.
He kissed all the way to the top of the crack of her ass and allowed the tip of his tongue to flick back and forth across that sensitive crevice.
At the same time he moved his strong fingers closer and closer to the crack of her ass, pressing his fingers hard into the flesh.
He then pulled her ass cheeks apart and moved down on the bed so that he could once again lick her anus.
He looked at that hairless pink asterisk and went after it hungrily with his tongue.
MacIntyre used his finger to move some of her plentiful cunt juice onto the hole.
He wanted to lubricate her ass-hole as much as possible.
It would only hurt more if he tried to fuck her ass while she was as dry as a bone.
When he figured that he had gotten enough juice on her ass-hole he rubbed some of the natural lubrication on the head of his cock.
He got up on his knees and ran his finger up and down the little blonde's spine, pressing on all of the little bumps in her backbone.
Stacy squirmed and she knew that it was time for her to get into position.
She arched her back and shifted most of her weight to her knees.
Her ass rose up in the air at a beautiful angle, and MacIntyre could feel his cock throbbing so hard that it slapped him in the belly.
The tiny blonde kept her nipples pressed against the bedspread and moved her knees apart on the bed.
She parted her thighs wide so that the cheeks of her ass would also part in the process and she could sense the man behind her.
He rested the tip of his cock on the small of her back and again pulled her buttocks apart with strong hand.
"You are going to get it right in the poop-chute," MacIntyre said, turning up one corner of his mouth.
Stacy couldn't see his face, of course, but she sensed a touch of sadism in the way he spoke to her.
She could tell that he was going to get off on giving her pain.
He moved his hips so that the tip of his cock ran down the crack of her ass toward her anus, only an inch away from the base of her cunt.
Stacy shuddered and moaned deeply as she felt the tip of MacIntyre's cock pressing directly on her rectum.
She could feel his thick his cock was and she knew that her sphincter would be truly tested by the violation.
The second the man had his cock in place he began to push forward with his tensed hips, pressing his own buttocks tightly together.
He released the cheeks of her ass with his hands and felt the soft flesh fold together and wrap around his cock shaft.
He wanted to find her deepest darkest core with his cock.
He wanted to fuck her ass until she shit on the bed.
MacIntyre could feel the ring of muscle on
Stacy's ass-hole start to stretch open from the pressure he was applying.
Stacy could feel the pain in that ring of muscle growing.
But the ache of desire inside her bowels grew at the same rate.
Stacy wondered if it were possible to come when being fucked in the ass.
She had to admit that she hadn't read very much on the subject.
The romances that she read never discussed buggery, and it only got a brief mention in a sex manual Bernard had brought home once.
She struggle to relax that muscle and let out a sharp cry of pain as she felt the muscle pull.
It was stretched grossly by the girth of MacIntyre's cock and the man sighed as he felt the head of his prick pop inside.
Stacy certainly felt like her ass was going to have an orgasm.
Even through the blinding pain she could tell that explosions of ecstasy would soon be taking place. The man moved his strong hands to the sides of Stacy's hips.
He squeezed his fingers into her flesh there as hard as he could. This too caused the little blonde a great deal of pain.
She could feel him pulling at her hips with both of his hands.
He was using her lower torso as leverage for the ass fuck.
The small amount of lubrication at the outside of her ass-hole and the tip of his cock had helped the initial penetration, but it wasn't going to help him get his whole cock inside her ass.
The little blonde's bowels had to stretch wide to take his cock and she was so tight he was having difficulty getting all the way in.
The tops of MacIntyre's feet rested flat on the bedspread and he leaned back so that his cock was out in front of the rest of his body.
He looked up at the ceiling and pulled his facial features back into a grimace as he struggled to get his entire pole of manhood inside her aching bowels.
Stacy knew that the natural inclination of her ass muscles was to reject the thick long cock meat.
Her muscles tried to push the head of his cock back out of her ass-hole as if it were a thick hard turd.
But her inner bowel muscles were no where near as strong as MacIntyre's hips.
It was no contest, and the head of MacIntyre's cock moved deeper into her bowels a fraction of an inch at a time.
Stacy felt the tip of his cock reach a wonderful place within her.
Her screams of pain blended with her screams of pleasure at that point.
Stacy's baby blue eyes were completely welled up with tears.
Soon those tears began to fall from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks and the insides of her nose.
She could feel her ass muscles going into convulsions and the spreading pleasure was a great deal different from any pleasure she had ever known before.
The man had turned her colon into a berserk spastic.
She lifted her face off of her arm, her face contorting from the driving combination of pleasure and pain she was feeling.
Her ass-hole felt as if it were completely filled with cock meat.
She thought that there was no room for a another inch of prick.
But MacIntyre continued to press forward with his powerful hips.
His thrusting was relentless, and Stacy could tell that he wasn't going to stop until the whole pole was inside.
MacIntyre Symms yearned to feel that little blonde's stretched sphincter gripping at the base of his prick.
As Stacy had her ass come wailing inside her brain, she felt her ass muscles loosen and the rest of MacIntyre's cock moved inside her.
MacIntyre could tell that her ass was so tight it was going to draw the come out of him in a spectacular fashion.
But the man had had great sex many times before and he wasn't worried about dumping his sticky come inside her ass-hole before he had given her an exhaustive amount of sexual pleasure.
Stacy moved her hips also, feeling the thick sword throbbing as it pierced deep into her lower belly.
The second that MacIntyre had his cock all the way inside her ass-hole, he began to pull it out again.
He drew back with his hips until once again only the head of his cock was inside her stretched sphincter.
He then rammed the whole rod back inside with a single thrust of his hips, making Stacy grunt loudly.
"FUCK MY ASS! FUCK IT HARDER!" Stacy screamed.
She just loved the sweet pain she felt when he reamed her.
The man began to move his cock in and out of her bowels as hard and fast as he could, still tugging at her hips.
As Stacy's ass muscles relaxed even more, MacIntyre could tell that he could move his prick easier.
He could feel the blood from the wounds he had opened inside her gathering in a thick ring at the base of his cock.
Stacy could feel the blood dripping out of her anus, draining down into the swollen flesh of her cunt.
She was glad that the bedspread was already red.
It would make the stain she knew she was making less visible.
Stacy moaned louder and louder, feeling herself shivering and shuddering as MacIntyre stabbed at her ass.
He used the entire length of his cock with each thrust, grunting with exertion each time he rammed inside.
Stacy could feel her sphincter muscle being tugged far out and pushed far in by the movement of the handsome older man's thick cock.
The ass fuck went on for a long time before MacIntyre could feel the tickle at the base of his cock that told him he would soon come.
He pulled his hands away from the sides of her hips and slipped them under to her belly at the base of her rib cage.
MacIntyre turned the palms of his hands upward and worked them between the bedspread and Stacy's tits.
He could feel her erect nipples on the centers of his palms as Stacy pressed down on the bed with her own hands.
She straightened her arms and pushed her upper torso off of the bed.
The force of gravity made her youthful perky breasts hang low.
MacIntyre got two handsful of breast flesh and began to knead them with his long, strong fingers.
The handsome older man could feel the fire in his scrotum growing, and Stacy could tell that he was approaching climax.
He got his thumbs and his forefingers on her nipples.
He began to pinch at them both at the same time.
He pinched sharply, in rhythm with Stacy's natural throbbing.
He pinched once for each beat of her racing heart.
MacIntyre pulled at her nipples until he could tell he was hurting the pretty little blonde a great deal.
She made squealing noises, and she could tell that her bowels were once again about to go into blissful spasms.
MacIntyre wanted to time it so that they could have their sweet, mind-boggling orgasms at the same time.
He thought that coming together was a true sign of successful love-making, and certainly something to strive for.
MacIntyre pulled his fingers away from the little blonde's throbbing nipples and pulled his hands back down her body.
He ran his palms over the soft flat plain of her belly, pressing his fingertips into her abdomen.
Stacy could feel his fingers on the tiny curls of blonde pubic hair above her swollen red pussy slit.
With great eace, the man began to flick the tip of his big forefinger back and forth Stacy's clitoris.
She could feel herself bursting into ecstasy as the man rammed the entire length of his prick inside her ass and kept it there.
Stacy couldn't tell what kind of orgasm she was having at that moment, nor did she particularly care.
She suspected she was having two orgasms at the same time as her clit and bowels both went into convulsions.
MacIntyre pressed forward very hard with his hips and arched his back so that even his chest was pointing toward the ceiling of the bedroom.
He could feel the little girl's bowels squeezing at the shaft and head of his long thick prick.
Stacy could feel the rushes of hot pleasure rippling up and down her spine, filling her entire torso.
She let out a gravelly groan of joy that made her sound as if she had aged five years during the fuck.
MacIntyre did not bother to be gentle with the ball of fiery flesh at the top of her vaginal opening.
He crushed her clitoris flat against the base of her pubic bone as he worked it in a rapid circle.
Stacy did not know that such intense pleasure was possible, and again she felt as if her life was changing.
Something told the pretty little blonde that things were never going to be quite the same after this night.
Of course, she had no idea that the night was far from over, and there were many changes left to come.
All of her ideas on marriage and fidelity were flying right out the window, and she could tell that she had opened a Pandora's Box.
Now that she knew the sexual pleasures of variety she wondered if she would ever be happy just fucking Bernard again.
All of MacIntyre's muscles went tight and he shook violently closing his eyes and allowing his mouth to fall gaping open.
He sounded as if he were a savage cat circling his prey as he let out a hissing groan behind her.
His come spewed out of the tip of his cock and filled Stacy's spasming bowels with its creamy thickness.
And then it was over. MacIntyre slumped forward.
He wrapped his arms tightly around the little girl's waist.
Again he explored the underside of her body with his hands, and fondled her pert breasts playfully.
Stacy could feel the man's long thick cock getting shorter and thinner inside her ringing bowels.
She could feel her afterglow burning in her hips, and there was still a little pain mixed in with the pleasure.
Stacy realized all of a sudden that she had to take a wicked shit.
But that urge diminished as MacIntyre pulled back with his slim hips and removed his semi-erect cock.
He knelt up straight on the bed and looked down at his cock which was now getting a bit smaller with each throb. MacIntyre could see that a thick ring of blood had formed around the base of that pole of manhood.
He knew that the thick crimson stuff had spilled from wounds he had opened deep inside
The little blonde fell onto her side and reached down between her legs with both of her dainty hands.
The pressed the fingertips of one hand against her bleeding ass-hole and cupped the flesh of her pussy with the other.
She rocked back and forth, still contorting her facial features from the intensity of the sensation.
She felt as if the glow were going to last for a long time.
She suspected it would be days before she could stop feeling the buzzing in her violated bowels.
MacIntyre still felt like being a sex master.
But that was okay because Stacy still felt very much in the mood to be completely subservient to him.
MacIntyre reached down and gently put his fingertips on the underside of his cock shaft, lifting the tip.
He could see that he had picked up a cheesy substance from Stacy's deepest, darkest, smelliest core.
There was also a little bowel mucous spread in a thin film over his still purple bulbous cock
It took Stacy a few moment to regain her composure.
She opened her eyes and looked at MacIntyre Symms.
For a moment she had a little trouble seeing him.
She realized that she was having trouble focusing her eyes.
She had to blink three times slowly before she could see anything clearly.
She looked at MacIntyre's bloody cock and her mouth watered.
She removed her hands from her cunt and ass-hole and pulled them up to her face.
She held her fingers under her nostrils and inhaled deeply.
Her oval-shaped nostrils flared as she filled her lungs.
She swooned and sighed as she savored the scent on her fingers.
She loved the way her ass and her cunt smelled together.
She thought that it was a wonderful combination.
Stacy could see that she had picked up a little blood on her fingertips from clutching her own private parts.
Stacy, in a compulsive moment, parted her lips and shoved her fingers into her mouth.
She rolled her tongue over her fingers and sucked at them noisily.
MacIntyre smiled when he saw what she was doing to herself.
He wanted the pretty little blonde to do the same thing to his cock.
"Suck me clean now!" MacIntyre said, pointing at his cock with a rigid right forefinger, his face stern.
Stacy thought that it was obvious from the tone of his voice that he was not in the mood to be disobeyed.
No, MacIntyre was not going to take no for an answer.
There was still a sadistic smile on his face.
But there was a twinkle in his eye. It was as if he'd like to play beating and whipping games with her.
Stacy wasn't sure yet how willing she was to get into the rough stuff.
Stacy remembered what MacIntyre had said earlier in the evening.
"No one-likes a broken arm," he had said, so Stacy figured all of the pain he caused her would be intrinsically sexual in nature.
Stacy smiled at MacIntyre and parted her lips so he could see her straight, pearly-white teeth shining in the indirect light from the night table.
Stacy looked around the room for a moment and sighed.
This was the same room she had woken up in that morning. But somehow it didn't look like the same room at all.
Some drastic change had taken place to her chambers.
That morning it had been a symbol of her mundane life.
Now it was a den of sin. A sea of passion. It smelled like a quarter peep show booth.
Stacy moved to her knees and MacIntyre rolled onto his back.
His cock fell sideways so that it was resting still on the top of MacIntyre's thick right thigh.
Stacy moved so that she was on her belly, and MacIntyre spread his legs open so he could put one long leg on either side of her.
Stacy moved his cock so that the tip was pointing toward MacIntyre's contented and handsome face.
She them moved her face so that it was hovering over his private parts, and again she inhaled deeply through her nose.
She sighed and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go, making it pointy at the very tip of it.
She placed the tip of her tongue on the base of MacIntyre's cock where her own blood was thickest.
She picked up the head of MacIntyre's cock with her thumb and forefinger, making his cock point at the ceiling.
She found that she loved the taste of her own ass blood just as much as she enjoyed the rich aroma.
She licked the base of his cock until it was clean and then went after the cheesey substance and the mucous on the tip
His cock was wet only from her saliva when she was done.
Even when his cock was flaccid she thought it was beautiful to see.
His cock wasn't as big as her husbands, but he certainly knew how to use it.
Stacy had alwayd heard that it wasn't the meat, it was the motion.
She figured that there was a lot of truth to that saying.
Still, all other things equal, she would prefer a big dong.
MacIntyre's cock was no midget. He had a full eight inches.
But Stacy was sexually naive. In fact, Bernard's cock was the only penis she had ever seen erect.
She thought that all men had ten inch dongs. But when she felt the buzzing in her ass she knew that eight inches worked just as well.
At that moment Bernard Shakey, Michele at his side, pulled his car into his own driveway.