'Lie back if you won't answer me,' he said, and watched her roll over flat on her back and spread her legs as wide as she could, her churning hips grinding hungrily down into the softness of the mattress, her obscenely begging vagina pointed directly at him. 'Tell me you want it,' he said. His grin widening at her helpless need.
'I want it,' was all Lisa could murmur in her agony of desire.
'Not that,' he yelled. 'Tell me the words. Say what you want, baby. Tell me you want to be sucked and fucked!'
'Yes, please… please fuck me, suck me… anything… just do it to me! Now! Please!' she begged, her blonde hair lolling helplessly from side to side on the mattress, her brain and vagina on fire from the combined influence of her own lust and the aphrodisiac pill she'd had.
Lisa could not believe her own words. She had never consciously said words like that before, but he was forcing her to now. Tears of confusion, shame and passion flowed freely from her eyes, but the fire licking down in her belly needed quenching. 'Please,' she cried unashamedly. 'Please fuck me. Oooooooh, please!'
Don was smiling again. This was exactly what he had wanted. With her so excited, so confused, he could do what he pleased with her helpless body. He picked up her right foot in one hand and kissed the bottom, causing a chill to run up her smoothly tanned leg like a zipper, opening every pore on her needfully trembling thigh. No one had kissed her foot before. It was totally new, totally exciting. She felt as if his tongue had reached into the depths of her very being.
Carefully, slowly, he kissed at her foot, moving slowly to her ankles, then up to her uncontrollably quivering leg. She knew what was coming. Just as she had never sucked Charles, her husband, too, had never eaten her. He had tried to kiss around her loins before, but she had always stopped him at the last minute, her puritanical upbringing triumphing over her desire. But all that seemed to be forgotten now in the depths of her obscene debasement. Now she reached down to grab Don's hair and pull him faster to the dilated pink lips of her throbbing cunt, but he slapped her hands and proceeded at his own speed until, a seeming eternity later, she could feel the heat of his hot breath tickling the soft inner flesh of her spasming thighs.
'Are you ready for this?' he grinned up from between her legs, delighting in teasing her and knowing she was near the breaking point. Any more delay and she would turn into a raving maniac.
'Yes, yes,' she gasped, looking down between her heaving breasts at his leering face. 'Please now, suck it, suck it good!'
Satisfied that she could take no more teasing for the moment, Don spread the soft hair-lined cuntal lips of his neighbor's wife with his fingers, and flicked out his practiced tongue at the swollen bud of her already erect clitoris.
'Oooooohhhhh,' she moaned, closing her eyes tight and spread her quivering legs wider.
'Oh, p-please… suck my cunt… suck my cunt..!' the young wife pleaded shamelessly.
Nothing was ever like this, she thought as he flicked with his hardened tongue again, this time letting it rest a little longer on the throbbing center of her pleasure. Her head thrashed back and forth on the bed, and she breathed in heaving gasps. He slid his tongue down the moist hair-lined furrow from her pulsating clitoris to the opening of her wetly dilated cunt, and thrust it into the warm wet channel as far as he could.
'Oh, oh, oooohhhhhh,' she cried. 'Harder, harder.'
He continued licking her, pushing his tongue in along the slippery smooth wails as far as it could go. His hands clenched at the cheeks of her snow white ass and a single finger slid its way across the milky flesh to the rubbery ring of her exposed anus. He probed at the opening softly as she writhed her hips at the unexpected touch. She hadn't anticipated what was about to come.
'Don't stop!' she begged as he lifted his head from between her legs. But her excitement had seemed to arouse Don quicker than he had thought, and now his quiveringly erect cock demanded yet more satisfaction.
'Turn over,' he commanded harshly.
No, she thought, as she struggled to roll her body over as he had commanded. He can't be, he isn't! Knowing that Don would go to any length to humiliate her further, she was afraid of what might happen. She and her husband had always had sex in the regular position with no variation. Now what was to happen? Her mind fogged by the drug and the lusting minutes that his tongue had played in her fiery vagina, could do nothing to control her body. She did as he said.
'Spread your legs,' he commanded again as he massaged the softly yielding flesh of her perspiring buttocks. Then his thumbs spread the firmly rounded cheeks apart, exposing the tiny elastic ring of her puckered nether opening, and he bent and kissed one cheek and slithered his tongue into her virgin anus, licking it gingerly for a moment.
'Please… no…' Lisa whimpered down into the bedspread. 'Not that!' But her lust-filled neighbor pushed against her defenseless thighs as she tried to close them. The bed and her twitching legs were wet with her own excited fluids and Don smiled as he noticed the liquid remnants of the extreme pleasure that he had given her before. Now, now he would do something that no man had ever done to this young wife, not even her husband. He slipped one insinuating finger along the soft crevice between her fearfully tensed buttocks until it reached her unused anal opening. He probed it with no success. She was fighting him with all of her might, clenching her small buttocks as tight as she could.
'Please, no,' she cried again. 'It's wrong. It's wrong… aarrrgghh,' she moaned as he pushed his middle finger into the tiny rubbery opening up to the first knuckle. How tight, how sweet it is, he thought, as he watched his hand and her squirming bottom as he pushed his finger farther and farther up into the vainly resisting channel. Then, with a final thrust, he embedded his finger all the way to the hilt, his palm pressing flat into the soft flaccid cheeks of her violated buttocks.
'Owwwwweee,' she moaned. 'It hurts… Stop! Please… Stop!'
'Shut up, sweetheart,' Don whispered. 'You ain't seen nothing yet.'
There was a cruelly unyielding relish in his voice as he began to rotate his probing middle finger around deep inside her to loosen the tightly flexed passage. He could feel the buttery smoothness in her virgin rectum as he skewered her like an animal, and his grin widened more at the lewd thought of taking her anally. But to Lisa, writhing beneath his hand, it felt as if her whole rectum were pierced with pain, as though he were going to tear her open. A moment later, in her confusion, she thought his finger had grown larger, but with a piteous moan realized that he had slipped a second finger into her back passage.
Lisa was sobbing openly now, crying wetly like a child. The pain tore at her insides like a hotly probing poker, and her frustration at being able to do nothing to stop this awful rape built a rage in her, a rage that would know no normal release. But there was nothing she could do to stop her cruelly sadistic neighbor… she was completely at his mercy.
Satisfied that Lisa's anal opening was primed for him, Don removed his fingers and repositioned his anxious body. His weight shift on the bed wasn't noticed by the young wife, and Lisa had no idea what he was going to do until, suddenly, she felt his huge overheated cock sliding up the crevice of her untouched buttocks toward her unsuspecting anus.
'You're going to like this,' Don crooned evilly. 'It'll only hurt for a minute.'
Lisa's eyes opened wide in terror as she heard his words and felt his great massive cock probing the tightly puckered opening of her virginal rectum. This was the ultimate submission, the ultimate disgrace. She had been used by this man in the worst ways she could have imagined, and now he would do this to her, push his obscene cock deep into her, where not even her husband Charles had done it to her before!
Don nudged his fleshy weapon forward slightly, and Lisa tried to clench her rectal muscles tighter – but his warming up exercise had left the muscles tired and useless.
'Aaaarrrgghh, it hurts,' she screamed as the rubbery red crown of his rock-hard cock wormed its way into her forbidden passage. 'No no, no!' she sobbed, begging him to stop. But it was no use and she knew it. The fiery dagger forced its way farther and farther into her and there was no respite. The pain raked her insides and she felt as though she might pass out, but a last ounce of courage kept her conscious. But, oh God, she thought, her brain screaming inside her head, it hurts, it hurts so…
Lisa wasn't aware of when the change came, when the borderline between pain and pleasure was crossed. The change came without warning. The shock, the newness, turned to a sudden, almost masochistic pleasure, and the pain of his forced entry disappeared completely. The red hot crown of the famous actor's bludgeoning cock rubbed against her tender insides, caressing the hitherto untouched rectal flesh with undreamed of sensations. She felt herself rocketed on a sea of passion, rolling with each wave as he pushed at her. She also felt herself
