Robert Vickers: The Unwilling Stewardess

Darlene cried openly now. The top of the seat back cut into her belly and shut off her air. And the knife continued up against her soft flesh, digging in and promising destruction.

She gasped when the blade sliced through the fabric over the crotch of her panties. In two swift cuts, Remington had the garment off her. Her ass gleamed. His hand gripped one of her snow-white asscheeks.

“So nice,” he said, trailing his finger along her humid ass-crack. “I think buggering you will be the best thing that’s happened to me in ages. Yes, sir, I really think that.”

“Don’t do this to her, please,” begged Louise. “You don’t have to abuse us. Just go tell the captain you have us as hostages and…”

“And what, Blondie?”

“And you don’t have to fuck her up the ass,” said Louise, stunned that the words came so easily to her.

Remington laughed, as amused at her embarrassment as anything else. “Fuck it,” he said simply, turning back to the bent-over stewardess.

“Oh, my ass!” cried out Darlene. “Why don’t you just let me up and…”

“Shit, you chicks are all alike. You want me to fuck your butt, I know it. But you got to play those prick-tease games of yours. Enough of all that.” Remington turned and menaced Louise to keep her in her place. The sight of the gun was more than enough to freeze her. Keegan held Vanessa tightly and prevented her from intervening.

Darlene cried out in pain and fear when she felt his long, hard cock poking between the thick slabs of her asscheeks. His cock plunged down into her ass-crack and sought out the tight pink ring of her asshole.

“Ohhh!” she shrieked when the blunted head of his cock banged into her butt. “You’re hurting meee!”

“You love it, bitch. Don’t tell me no different,” snapped Remington. The man’s hips swung forward and then stopped.

Darlene almost went out of her mind with the pain. She was tensed up and didn’t want to get that heavy male battering ram all the way up her back. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t relax enough to allow him to fuck into her.

“Loosen up chick, or it’s gonna hurt like hell. I’m not backing away. Not when I have the promise of some sweet, hot ass to fuck. Any yours is about the sweetest I ever seen.”

His hands cupped her buttocks and squeezed down powerfully. She hated to admit it to anyone, much less herself, but she felt a tremor of desire rippling through her body. She wanted him butt-fucking her! And yet it was ass-rape. This was a crime, a sin, something so impossibly evil she couldn’t even think about it.

She screamed as his ungreased cock poked even harder against her asshole. Her ass-ring gave grudgingly, then snapped wide open and allowed his prick to fuck all the way up into her steaming hot guts.

She felt as if he had speared her with a red-hot poker. Her insides churned and boiled. The woman’s tight asshole stretched to the breaking point to take his huge prick. The walls of her ass-tunnel had to stretch even more to take his cock. But once she had relaxed just a little, his prick pulsing and throbbing deep inside her felt good.

The woman moaned, “Ummmmm, oh!” and this time it wasn’t from the pain. She wanted more but didn’t dare bring herself around to asking for it. This man was savage, brutal, and there was no way of telling what he might do to her is she actually begged for more of his cock.

“Tight, baby, damn tight,” he muttered. “Just like I thought it would be.” His hands moved restlessly up and down the smooth curves of her ass. He grabbed a double handful of ass-flesh and began pulling. He tried to rip the asscheeks right off her body.

She screamed again as she felt him jerking and tugging at her ass. This caused her asshole to tighten up even more around the man’s thrusting, bucking cock. She experienced every single virile throb of lust from his prick. And then lust burning inside her body exploded violently.

“Aaaiiiieeeeee!”

“Shit,” muttered Remington, “the bitch got off already. I told you she had an ass worth fucking.”

And he did just that. He pulled back slowly until Darlene thought he was going to yank her guts right out of her asshole. She tried to follow him with her ass but it wasn’t possible. She was bent too tightly over the top of the seat back.

“Just relax,” Remington cautioned. “Because this fucking is going to get really heavy in a second or two.”

He puffed and panted and rammed himself balls-deep into the woman’s asshole. She cried out again as his ungreased cock ripped at her tender ass-flesh. She twisted and turned and tried to get away from his hard-fucking piston of cock. The more she moved, the worse it got for her. She couldn’t escape and she only increased the man’s lust.

Reaching out, the man grabbed under her legs and slammed powerfully into her ass. She felt his prick sliding through the tortured channel of her asshole. His cock bent slightly and filled her with desire such as she had never known before.

But she couldn’t be responding so strongly. This was buggery, this was ass-rape, this was stark torture!

She came.

The woman’s entire body shook as the man repeatedly raped her ass. She grabbed hold of the seat cushion, her fingers crushing down on the thick foam padding. The stewardess finally buried her face in it to muffle her cries of sheer pleasure. She had to have more and her body wouldn’t let her call off this ass-raping.

“She likes it,” said Keegan. “I can tell.”

“She just got her rocks off. Shit, I knew she had a hot ass. But I didn’t think it was this hot. Burning my cock to a stub, I tell you. What a fuckable ass!”

He pistoned in and out of her clinging asshole with a rhythm that made the woman sob salty tears. His cock burrowed deeper and deeper into her with each thrust until she was burning up inside. As the fires of desire blazed higher, she came again.

“Shit, oh, shit, shit, shit!” cried out Remington. “That did it. She mashed down so hard on my dick, I can’t fuck much longer. I gotta come!”

“Come, hurry, oh, please, come!” moaned Darlene, lost in the warm and delicious sensations. “I need to feel your cum inside my asshole!”

“Hey, the bitch likes this. I told you she would.”

He fucked so fast, she thought she was burning up from the friction. The jerky motion of his cock told her that he wouldn’t be long in coming. And he wasn’t. The hot rush of his jism into her seething hot asshole didn’t cool her off — it heated her up even more.

She came and came as his prick fountained out his creamy cum into her asshole.

“It… it’s like a guillotine around my cock,” moaned out Remington. “Her asshole is chopping me off at the balls. God, it’s great!”

He pumped fiercely into her ass until his prick quit spurting. He fucked a few more times but it wasn’t any good. He was too limp to do any more.

“I’m on fire inside,” weakly moaned Darlene. “My asshole is on fire. I’m burning up!”

“Hell, I just hosed you down.”

“Yeah,” said Keegan, “he just gave you the sexiest enema you ever got, I bet. Do you like to get enemas? I enjoy watching a chick’s belly bloat out as more and more gunk gets shoved into her asshole. Hot water, vinegar, sometimes even wine or shit like that. Do you want another enema?”

“No!”

Darlene was horrified. Louise ran to her and helped the woman get up and off the seat back. They glanced around, worried about themselves and their passengers. The stewardess’ cries hadn’t been noticed by any of the passengers, of if they had, no one was curious enough to come and investigate.

For that, Louise was thankful. Having these two men raping the crew was one thing — having them fuck the passengers was something else.