his prick inside of the beautiful blonde, causing her to begin crying out in lust. She only hoped he would last long enough to give her a cum.
Five minutes later, Joanna Gee came like a fountain, gushing her pussy juices all over the prick that continued slapping inside her wet cunt. She sobbed, her cunt squeezing his prick, her nipples exploding with pleasure as she uncontrollably shook underneath the man.
He acted as though he had not noticed. He simply continued fucking her with his beautiful large cock. He varied his stroke and angle, sometimes plunging all the way into her, other times rapidly fucking her with short quick strokes.
A minute after her orgasm, she began weakly fucking back at him, amazed and grateful that he had not yet emptied his cum inside of her.
Ten minutes later, Joanna began screaming as her second orgasm roared through her body. She was bucking so hard, she almost threw Rick off of her spasming body. This orgasm was stronger than the first, and she felt as if the top of her head were being lifted off as explosions of pleasure rocketed throughout her body.
She collapsed once again underneath him, but again he continued plowing into her body. She was stunned! Tiredly, she began once again to push her hips against his wonderfully pistoning prick. The liquid sounds of their fucking were loud in the room, and Joanna knew that her crotch was a messy, sticky mound. But even as she recovered from her previous cum, she felt herself again begin reaching for release.
When she felt one of his fingers search between the wet cheeks of her widely spread ass, her eyes flew open and she wildly began struggling.
'Nooooooooooo!' she cried out. It was horribly shameful to be raped, and even worse to actually cum from it. But what he was doing was disgusting and the dirtiest things she could imagine.
However, he only grinned at her. She felt him slipping his fingers alongside her cunt, and then she felt his wet finger pressing against her bottom hole…her anus! She was crying now, humiliated and ashamed as never before.
'please don't, please don't, Ohhhhh, please don't!' she screamed. Groaning, she sobbed as she felt her tight asshole slowly give way under the relentless pressure of his finger. He continued fucking her, and the conflicting feelings were driving her mad.
His finger popped inside her ass, and he simply wiggled it deep within her rectum as he fucked the girl rapidly, knowing that he was within seconds of filling her up with his hot sperm.
Something snapped inside of Joanna when she felt his finger pop into her rectum. Her whole body contracted, every muscle clenching tightly as she arched her back, shoving her hips against his prick and finger.
Nothing had prepared Joanna for the kind of multi-orgasmic experience that began. Over and over, waves of intense orgasm wracked her shaking body. She screamed repeatedly, unable to control her response. Her pussy began a rhythmic rippling along the length of Rick's prick, and he felt her sphincter clamp shut on the tip of his finger.
All of it was enough to make him cum. He felt his balls contract, and then the hot liquid of his sperm raced along the tube of his prick and began exploding inside of the married woman's cunt. Glob after glob of his thick cum splashed inside of her, filling her up, and beginning to leak out around his prick which was plugged deeply inside her.
Joanna was wildly babbling as her body slowly began to relax, her orgasms lessening, leaving her completely and totally drained. Rick released her legs, allowing them to fall to the side. He lay on top of her, however, luxuriating as his prick soaked in the heated juices of her pussy.
He was blown away. Never had he encountered such a completely uninhibited fuck! He eased his finger from her asshole, and slowly pulled his prick from her sticky pussy, falling to the side of her. They lay on the mattress looking at the ceiling as their bodies recovered from the strenous fuck.
Joanna's heart was still pounding wildly, her breathing still labored as she tried to recover. She had a smile on her face as she floated in the pink aftermath of the most incredible orgasm she had ever had. She had never realized that her body could feel like this. After-shocks of pleasure kept her nipples hard, and her pussy lips twitched with pleasure every once in a while.
But then, inevitably, she began to realize what she had done. Of course, she had been raped! Or…had she. Joanna knew that it was the greatest sex she had ever had and probably would ever have! But as she thought about her husband, shame and humiliation overwhelmed her, and she began to softly cry.
She had acted like a slut, and she couldn't forgive herself. She wallowed in self pity and self hatred. Rick watched for a minute, and then gathered her in his arms. She didn't resist, but he noted that the fire between her legs was out…at least for the time being.
'Mrs. Gee…Joanna. Don't feel bad!' he whispered soothingly.
She cried bitterly against his chest. 'You don't understand. I'm a whore! I-I didn't fight you. Oh, I'm so ashamed!' She said as he stroked her hair and naked back.
'Joanna…you are beautiful, and you are the sexiest woman I have ever been with…And, I've been with a lot!' he said, looking at her.
While his words might have soothed her pride, they did nothing to stop the self recrimination.
Finally, she pushed against him.
'Please…Please let me go now. Please!' She said
He lay on the mattress, not trying to stop her as she picked up her clothes and shakily climbed back into them. Her tears had stopped but she was clearly miserable. She began walking to the door and then stopped.
'Please unlock the door.' she said, her voice weary and sad.
Standing, he walked to the door. He dialed the combination and pulled off the lock. But then he turned and leaned against the door, blocking her exit.
She gasped as she looked at his still naked body, for slowly lifting between his legs was his prick! She continued watching it, a sick fascination in her eyes.
'Come here, Mrs. Gee' Rick said.
She stumbled forward. He took her hand, pulling it towards him and once again her hand was filled with the living, throbbing hardness of his prick.
Joanna moaned and tears formed in her eyes as she felt her body beginning to respond once again to this man.
'Listen to me' he said, forcing her to look into his eyes.
'You are a sexual person, a gorgeous woman. You were made for sex. Your body is feminine and sexy beyond belief, and you are more responsive than any woman I've ever known. So don't beat yourself up for that.'
She felt his prick beginning to flex in her hand, and she couldn't resist gently squeezing it. She WAS a slut! The thought made her incredibly miserable.
'Now, you go home like a good little wifey. Get cleaned up and make hubby some supper. And don't worry. I won't tell anyone what a hot little bitch you are. Just remember to keep your little pussy warm, cause I just might want to use it again! And remember, if you try to 'report' me, I'll claim you came on to me. ' he leered at her, making her shudder.
'Now kiss me goodbye. I'll be dreaming about your hot naked little body!' He bent down and kissed her, his hands cupping her breasts through her tee shirt, pinching her nipples. She opened her mouth and he kissed her deeply.
She moaned and stroked his prick, unable to resist him!
Breaking the kiss, he said 'You better get your cute little ass out of here or I'm gonna nail it to that mattress again with that prick you're squeezing so tight.'
Joanna blushed in shame, but the thought of being fucked again caused her pussy to twitch with anticipation.
She stumbled from the room when he unlocked the door. As she got farther and farther from the room, she felt worse and worse. Crying and sobbing, she found a ladies room and spent fifteen minutes crying her heart out.
She knew that she would never tell anyone. She couldn't stand being questioned, and knew that she couldn't lie if they had asked her if she had been raped. Because even though he had forced her at first, Joanna knew that it had turned from rape into an incredibly hot rutting session. And she was just as much to blame as he was.
