puckering sponginess of her rectum to the second knuckle.
“Ooohhh… noooo… ooohhhh… no more…” Joan pled piteously as she lunged forward again in an effort to escape the ravishing finger, only to find herself impaled even more deeply on Stan’s lust-hardened shaft. In defense she clenched her buttocks together as tightly as possible.
Stan Wilson rolled his eyes around and groaned, “Jesus, man, she’s going to make me cum if you don’t hurry.”
No longer smiling, Enright pushed down with all his strength and his middle finger slid through the tight anal opening, going up into her cringing rectal depths until the palm of his hand was pressed tight against the rounded smoothness of her trembling ass-cheeks.
Joan groaned continuously as he mercilessly scoured her rectum, using first one finger, then two, widening and preparing it for his massively hardened cock which he was stroking into blood-filled readiness with his left hand.
Then, unable to wait longer, he edged up between the cowering blonde’s legs, and then removed his rapacious fingers with a lewd slurping sound. A second later, he guided the thick pulsating tip of his penis toward her tiny anal opening. He wasted no time in pushing forward his straining muscular hips, watching in glee as the puckering anal ring stretched, stretched and then popped open to allow his mushroom-shaped cock-head to slide up inside her orifice.
“Aaaggghhh! God! You’re killing mmeeeee.” Joan screamed in agony as the rock-hard instrument of male flesh speared relentlessly through her tightly twitching anus and rammed its way – inch by murderous inch – up into her cringing belly from behind.
Mack Enright’s lust-twisted face had an expression of pleasure on it as a moaning Joan nakedly jerked beneath him, trying to throw him off, as his penis slowly snaked its rigid way into her warm rubbery anus. The young housewife’s frantic movements only made things worse for her, because with each buck of her body, Mack’s long hard cock skewered even deeper up into her ravaged rectum.
“Gaaaa-haaaddd!” she gasped out her last pitiful protest as her anal muscles were unable to retain their desperate grip any longer, and Mack Enright’s monstrously throbbing shaft of flesh slipped without further resistance into the forbidden depths of her rectal passage. “O – ooo – hhhhh! Oh God! No! I can’t bear it… the pain…”
“Jesus,” Enright breathed through tightly clenched teeth, his eyes rolling back in his head, “this has just got to be the tightest little asshole I’ve ever had in my life. I’m afraid to move.”
Joan lay face down sandwiched between the two naked men sobbing in pain and humiliation at their cruel debasement, powerless to move either up or down without having a thick skewering cock pushing ever deeper into one of her cavities. She had never felt so helpless, so abused in all her life. And yet, even as she was formulating that thought, she could sense some indefinable change within her body… something… it couldn’t be pleasure or excitement. It just couldn’t.
The two burly friends gazed in lewd satisfaction at each other over the top of her lush young body. Then as if by some silent signal, both men began thrusting with long hard strokes into her defenseless little pussy and rectum as she moaned out her feeble protest to the lewd impalement, “Oh… aaaggghh… oh no…”
Within a few seconds they had established a natural rhythm, one which found them both converging on her body at the same time, buffeting it with sadistic thrusts, as though trying to rip her apart. Their wetly glistening cocks rammed in, sawed out, slamming against each other on the inward strokes, with only the thin membrane separating her vaginal cavity from her horribly stretched rectum.
“Shit, Stan, you should see the view from here!” Mack crowed, “What a sweet little ass! So round! so firm.
“Oh God… oh God… oh God…” Joan groaned at this desperate fucking of her vagina and rectum.
The hurt was slowly diminishing now as the natural secretions from the interior of her violated body began to flow, lubricating the torturously stretched and expanded walls of her misused anal passage.
Gradually, as the pain dissipated, the lewdly impaled blonde sensed a strange sexual stimulation, an unusual warmth that spread in her loins. Abruptly she recognized the feeling for what it was: A masochistic joy in her lewd subjugation, in being raped and sodomized – treated like some animal, some common whore. She moaned as the overpowering sensations of that pulsating hardness in her ravaged anus blotted out all reason.
It came as a horrible shock to the nakedly kneeling young wife to realize that she was moving in time with the man behind her, countering his every thrust, lunging eagerly backwards to meet his lust-thickened shaft, undulating her hips to increase the pleasurable sensations. Suddenly, as the tide of erotic pleasure washed over her, she wanted nothing more than that this depraved fucking go on and on… to completion… her lust-crazed mind accepting the fact that her body had taken over and had betrayed her, that she could and would cum this way.
Mack Enright gloated, “Goddamn, the bitch loves it! Look at her wiggle that little ass… look, Stan.”
Joan knew her degradation was complete now, she had fallen just about as low as she possibly could. As she began enjoying the dual ravishment of her wildly undulating body, she began to chant with a lust-hungry voice, “Fuck me… oh shit… fuck me in the asshole, fuck me in my cunt… fuck me… fuck me…”
“Goddamnit… oh shit,” she heard the ugly man beneath her moan, “I’m about to blow my load… she’s nibbling at my cock like a fish trying to steal bait.”
‘‘Oooohhh… aaaggghh… good… God, it feels so good…” Joan tried to fight the overpowering sensations enveloping her writhing body, but she was caught in a turbulent storm of heated passion as the two pistoning penises fucked in and out of her cunt and rectum at the same time. She was wedged between the two male bodies, and she was wild with a new found pleasure she had never realized existed before.
It could have been from the sheer obscenity of her position or the fact that she was being fucked half to death by the two crude men who were sandwiching her, but she felt that she was about to reach a never before felt peak of ecstasy that would change her entire life.
Joan was screaming out her exhortations to be fucked harder and deeper when she realized that someone else had entered the bedroom. Lifting her lust-slitted eyes to see who it was, she felt a chill of horror which froze her entire body into immobility between the two men.
“Oh my God…” she groaned, attempting to pull away from Mack and Stan.
The man who came into the room was no one she’d ever seen before, but his lust-twisted mouth frightened her, even though she wasn’t sure why.
The hotly sandwiched blonde momentarily cringed away from him as he stood staring almost mesmerized at the spearing cocks ramming into her. Abruptly, she dismissed him, not wanting to stop the beautiful rhythm she had earlier exhibited with Mack and Stan.
Joan had begun her wild fucking again when she saw the strange man yank off his pants and shorts, and toss them to the floor uncaringly. Her eyes glued to his short fat cock standing rigidly out from his wiry black pubic hair.
“Suck my cock… suck it, you bitch,” the man whispered lewdly to her, his voice choking with desire as he lowered his angrily jerking penis until it was even with her passionately opened lips.
“Oh God, no… no… I won’t!” Joan cried out, not willing to sink that low with a complete stranger. It was then she felt the first pangs of an overpowering anguish and bitterness at what was happening to her. Instead of the beautiful sex she felt with her husband, these men were treating her like a whore… using her, abusing her.
Abruptly, the erotic sensations quickened deep in the hidden recesses of her vaginal and anal passages. She felt the ripples of her vaginal and anal passages. She felt the ripples of excitement and recognized that she was close to orgasm. Now she wanted to get it over with… end this debauching act and run away and hide. But no matter what, she just couldn’t bring herself to open her lips to this stranger’s lust-hardened cock seeking to defile her mouth.
“Suck it,” the man said, grabbing her flailing blonde hair.
“No! I can’t… please don’t make me do that, too,” she pleaded, as she tried to turn her head away from the lewd sight of his huge red blood-filled penis.
Without warning, the stranger viciously slapped her hard across the cheek and hissed, “Suck it, you fucking bitch.”
