his prickshaft, then plunged back inside. As he did, his balls slapped into the crack of her ass with a noisy, popping sound.
'Slut… bitch!' he yelled, biting down on her mouth.
With the fourth or fifth hard thrust of his cock, Wanda's insides seemed to turn to butter. She slowly lifted her hips as her back arched and froze. Then she experienced the wildest climax ever.
'God!' she spluttered into his mouth. 'Fuck me!'
'Take it, you motherfucking bitch!' Stan growled, licking his tongue in and out of her mouth, clawing at her tits with his long fingers. 'All the Goddamned way, up your cunt, and fuck my cum out, whore.'
At that moment, Wanda didn't care if she died or not. Life would have been worth living for the pleasure of those few moments. Her body still buzzed with electric excitement, her every cell throbbing wildly.
'Darling, Stan, keep fucking me,' she panted into his mouth. 'Make it hurt like they did. And… and do it all to me, baby.'
Stan placed his hands on her shoulders for support, then stabbed his toes into the sheets. After squirming his ass around for several seconds, he began fucking savagely in and out of her cunt. Soon, the sounds of their bodies smacking together echoed off the walls.
'Eat on my prick with your pussy, you fucking bitch,' Stan grunted, every muscle in his body tightening, glistening with sweat.
Wanda could feel his cock pulsate, then grow so rigid it hurt. Still, the pain was as wonderful as the pleasure. Another fiery climax tore into her guts, making her throat raw with screams of ecstasy.
'Unhhhh, fuck me now, you slut whore,' Stan rasped, pounding forward with his full, hulking weight.
As he penetrated her cunt to the hilt, he felt his balls explode, sending a warm shower of milky cum up the center of his cock. Then, when his molten jism burst into her pussy, he chewed the flesh from her mouth to her neck, tasting blood.
'Aieeeeeeee!' Wanda choked, feeling pain and pleasure dance inside her body, flooding into every nerve of her being. 'Fuck meeeeeee!'
'Unh, fuck it up here? Unh, take it! Take my cock, slut!' Stan grunted, stabbing more of his jism deep into her bruised and aching pussy.
At last, with the bulk of his load boiling in her cunt, he fell against her, his moan turning into a silent gasp of total release.
After he'd gone limp, Wanda stopped moving also, her mind still alive with fear and dread. Now that he'd satisfied his animal urges, would he beat her? Or just pull away and order her out of the house?
'So, it really happened, huh?' Stan said a few moments later, his voice just above a whisper. 'It really did.'
'Yes,' Wanda replied. 'I wish I could say it didn't, but…'
'Do you still love me?' Stan asked, lifting his head and looking into her emerald-green eyes.
'Of course!' Wanda said, trembling with emotion. 'Whatever would make you think I didn't?'
'You said you liked fucking them – fucking my boys and that girl,' Stan said. 'Didn't I please you?'
'Yes, but there was never any comparison, Stan,' Wanda said. 'I was satisfied with you any way you wanted to fuck me – and I still am.'
'Maybe I've been taking you for granted,' Stan said. 'And maybe I've also let those boys run over you too much. Well, things are gonna change around here from now on.'
'Oh, Stan,' Wanda said, half-closing her eyes, so relieved she felt like crying. 'Stan, darling!'
'Now, let me have a little of what they were getting,' Stan said. 'And we'll start with your little shitter.'
'Don't untie me,' Wanda said quickly when he reached for the ropes. 'Keep me like this. Rape me.' Her voice began to shake with lust. 'Oh, God, fuck me, Stan!'
Stan pulled away from her cunt, then reached down and untied her feet. He then thrust her legs upward and tied her ankles to her wrists, causing her body to roll into a ball, revealing the tight crack of her ass. A delicate mass of cum was burning from her pussy, wetting her pink, puckered shitter opening.
'Last time we tried this, you squealed like a pig,' Stan said, nudging his cockhead against the opening of her shitter. 'You sure you can take my prick?'
Quite frankly, Wanda didn't know if she could. His cock was bigger than either Mike's or Jimmy's and as round as a baseball bat. Still, she didn't care. She knew the pain would be wonderful coming from him.
'I want you to make me a promise before we go any further,' Stan said, pausing.
'Anything,' Wanda replied, her eyes filled with love.
'I want you to promise that you'll do exactly as I ask when we're finished here.'
'Of course,' Wanda said, 'but what are we…'
'Hush. Just do what I say,' Stan said, interrupting. 'And now, let's see if you squeal out again, baby, when I fuck your ass.'
Wanda did squeal, but it was with pleasure. And as the full length of his cock stabbed wildly into her shitter, she felt as if his cock tip were stabbing right between her shoulder blades.
'God, it's… beautiful,' she panted, her face turning ashen with pleasure.
'Christ, it is good, ain't it?' Stan grunted. 'Hell, we should have been ass-fucking all the time. Your ass is almost as hot and sweet as your pussy.'
He then slowly began fucking in and out of her asshole while he bit down on her nipples. Soon, he was driving in and out rhythmically, his ass rising and falling in a fleshy blur. With each fuck-thrust, Wanda screamed out, her insides becoming a buttery cauldron of desire.
'Fuck me, Stan!' she gasped. 'God, it's so good the way you fuck. You're the best. Yes, the best in the world.'
She didn't know if he believed her or not, but she spoke the truth. A young stud was OK, but a mature, experienced man was something else.
And the way his hulking, muscular frame engulfed her body was dynamite to her senses. Already, her shitter and pussy were throbbing wildly, ready to explode.
'Faster, baby!' she panted. 'God, ream out my shitter and blow in gallons of hot cum.'
Stan gobbled her right tit into his mouth and began fucking into her shitter as if his cock were an instrument of torture. After about a minute of hard fucking, his body tensed.
'Shit, baby – I can't hold back any longer,' he groaned. 'My nuts feel like they're on fire!'
'Go ahead, Stan! Fuck me,' Wanda gasped, feeling her climax rip into her guts.
Then, when the sensations burned with full force, she began rocking back and forth, screaming as if she were on fire.
'Aieeeeeeee!' she shrieked, her orgasm peaking savagely, causing her ass muscles to suck out his cum.
'Unhhhhh,' Stan cried out.
He held himself against her ass for a couple of seconds, then began fucking in and out with his full strength.
'Take my cum, Goddamn you! Take my cock and fuck it right up to your cocksucking brains, whore!'
When his cum melted into her ass, her pleasure increased marvelously. Finally, weak from exhaustion, she went limp, panting.
'Unhhhhhhhh,' she whispered softly, feeling totally and completely satisfied for the first time in her life.
'Oh, baby – that had to be the fucking best,' Stan said, gouging in the last of his cum. 'Shit, I can't blame my boys for anything now, I guess.'
Wanda had almost forgotten about Mike and Jimmy.
'Are they still in the barn?' she asked, wondering why she hadn't heard them come in the house.
'Yeah, they're out there. The girl, too,' Stan said. 'Right now we're gonna go out and see them.'
'We are?' Wanda asked, wondering what he was going to do. 'Why?' she asked.
'Just promise me you'll do as I asked,' Stan said, untying her feet and hands.
'What is it you want me to do? Oh, can't we do it later?' she said suddenly. 'Mmmmm, I just love the way your cock feels inside my ass like this.'
'We can come back later,' Stan said, pulling away and getting off the bed. He then handed Wanda the whip. 'Here. It's time for your revenge.'
