But Martin was not going to be stopped now. With a sudden lunge, he plunged the thick gorged rod of his cock into her tight virgin anus. It drove forward with a jerk that sent Kate's body thrusting forward.
Again her mouth opened to cry, and again nothing came out… just the mental voice making her think she was screaming. But if screaming itself is a release, so is its illusion, and as the voice inside her mind died down, so did the pain in her ass, and she found that she was able to take at least as much of the lust-engorged shaft as he had already inserted.
In her most secret thoughts, she had never thought that anything like this could happen to anyone, let alone herself, yet here she was, ready, willing, and as able as she would ever be to take the penis of a total stranger up into her rectal passage. The mere thought that Mark might come home this very moment and see her like this, totally naked with a naked man behind her, his hands on her hips and his long thick cock inching slowly but surely up into her bowels made her feel giddy with wickedness. She began to pray that her husband would come home… not so he could prevent Martin from sodomizing her, but so that he could watch. This was a way she should have thought of to get back at her husband for walking out on her in the morning. It was the perfect way… the only way, and her only regret was that she had not actually thought of it herself. She may have been a virgin when she was married, but Mark had shown her the pleasures of sex. If he didn't want to continue giving her those pleasures, she had every right to seek them elsewhere!
Martin was totally unaware of the chain of thoughts running through Kate's mind. He really didn't care very much what she thought actually. If things worked out, it wouldn't make any difference anyway. He looked down at her tightly resisting ass-hole, wishing that he had reamed his cock several times in the seething slit of her cum- soaked vagina to lubricate the towering tree-like shaft of his penis, but it was too late for that now. He grunted, pushing his long, hot penis further and further into the tense throbbing interior.
'Relax that ass… come on… Loosen it up,' he commanded, making his voice as harsh as he could, hoping that he could shock her enough to make it a little easier on her. He felt her trying to comply.
'Oooooohhhhhh…aaaaaahhhhh…' she moaned, pushing back onto the searing rod stretching her anal muscles ahead of the blunt head. She felt his fingers digging into her hips, gripping the tender whiteness of her flesh to keep her as steady as possible. She reveled in it. She wanted to feel as much of his cock up her ass as she could. She had never dreamed that it would feel like this. With each inch he drove into her, she felt another stab of pain, and as soon as she thought she would never be able to stand it, the pain vanished.
'Ooooooooohhhhhhhh!!!!' she wailed out as the last little bit of his long thick cock was finally buried up inside her wide-stretched ass, and she gritted her teeth, determined that she was strong enough to wait out the rush of pain that went shooting the length of her spine. She could do it! She could do it! She clenched her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, sweat forming on her forehead and running down her face.
Martin began to fuck her slowly in and out then, each thrust further widening the straining elastic channel and easing his entry.
'Getting better… getting better…' Martin said softly, noting that her ass was now almost as easy to fuck as her cunt would have been… easier, but tighter, and all the better for that.
He could feel his passion rising as he thought of fucking this naked woman in the ass. Shit! Hadn't she been teasing him ever since he'd walked in the apartment? Never once had she said that she was a married woman. If things got really tight, he could always use that as a defense.
He chuckled to himself. These newly-weds were all alike. No matter who tells them what, they think the whole world is supposed to be a long honeymoon. Well, Kate could see now that there was reality to live. He moved into her more quickly now, increasing the speed and depth of his penetrations. His sperm-heavy, hairy balls dangled freely below his blood-swollen cock, swinging up in a great arch to slap at the tender moist slit of her recently dog-licked cuntal slit, increasing the river of cum that had been there before. His testicles hitting her vaginal slit actually splashed some of her vaginal lubrication on his penis, making the towering shaft more slippery.
Kate was besieged with conflicting emotions and sensations. On one hand, she felt as if she were being torn to shreds by the hot, poker-like shaft of his cock. He pumped his hips back and forth… back and forth like a machine, driving his penis in and out of her like a piston of that machine… fitting and refitting his loins against the fleshy cheeks of her ass, pressing his bulbous cock head as far up into her rectal depths as he could.
But on the other hand, as the pain slowly subsided, she found that as long as she yielded to the sensations streaming through her body, it was delightful… more than delightful. She could feel the beginnings of a new orgasm starting in her recently satiated belly, and a new excitement began to ripple throughout her. She felt as if she were melting, as if her entire being were being bathed in voluptuous waves of pleasure that replaced the pain, making her actions seem delicious – ooooooh so delicious.
Nothing was going to stop Martin now. He rammed and shoved and fucked deeply into her ass, lust and excitement surging through him. His body was covered with sweat, and the musky odor of his sweat and her cuntal fluids drove him on. His straining, battering rod was like the steel piston of a train, chugging back and forth, deeper and deeper.
Siegfried, noticing the increasing aroma of Kate's rising passion, slowly walked over to where Martin was fucking deeply into her ass. He sniffed with his nose, hoping that he, too, might get a chance to relieve the ache that licking her pussy had created in his animal loins.
'Beat it, dog,' Martin said harshly. 'Get the fuck out of here.' Shit! Siegfried had already has his share. Martin had to share Niven with the great animal often enough. This time he was going to have a fucking all to himself.
Returning all his attention to Kate, Martin grinned almost sadistically. His powerful body was sweating, tense, alive with excitement. He increased his tempo and plunged his stalwart penis still deeper into her heaving, shuddering passage! He rammed back and forth, driven now with wild, unimaginable sensuality.
Kate received his iron-like blows with a gasping ecstasy. Suddenly it was happening for her. She could feel herself getting caught up in a swirling, boiling vortex of excitement. She felt extraordinary thrills surging through her loins, her body steaming with heightened passion and sensuality. She would have thought that after the orgasm she had received from Siegfried's licking, she wouldn't be able to cum for a week, but there was no doubt about it. She was going to cum. She was actually going to cum… and she could tell this climax would be as great as the last one…
CHAPTER FOUR
If there was one thing about Martin, Niven reflected as she followed Mark down the hall, it was that he really seemed to know people. Mark took the elevator and Niven, not wanting to appear too obvious, took the stairs. She, like Martin, was getting caught up in the adventure of the thing, and she playfully stalked Mark as though she were a spy and he were a counter spy.
Something good was going to come out of this, she realized as soon as she caught her first glimpse of the man. Through the walls of the apartment, his voice had sounded rich and masculine, and he looked every bit as handsome as he sounded. Just following him made her vagina tingle, and she was really glad that she had met up with a person like Martin. Who else would include her in a plan where all she had to do was what she did best… fuck a man? Martin had instructed her to lay it on Mark thick and heavy, and she knew right off that she wasn't going to hold back.
True to Martin's suspicions, Mark went straight to the bar across the street from the apartment building. Niven had been there several times herself, just to get out of the apartment. She was hardly bothered at all by the '21 years or older' sign in the window. She had learned that as long as she acted as though she knew what to do, no one suspected that she was well under age. Her mannerisms and attitudes made people believe that she was a good deal older than sixteen, and she wasn't about to set them any wiser.
It was the dinner hour, and as such, the bar was nearly empty. Two men were sitting at a window table, sipping on their glasses of beer, and two other men were busy at the pool table near the back. None of them paid any attention to Mark or Niven as they entered.
Still unaware that he was being followed, Mark took a stool right at the bar. His mind was reeling with thousands of thoughts, none of which made any sense or had any connection. He couldn't believe what had happened in his apartment. He would have thought Kate could at least listen to him. His day at the office had been
