John Peter - Teenage wives

He took her under the arms and told her to lie down on the bed. She stretched out on her back. He came over to her with a tube of lubricant. "You won't need that," she said. "Just look." She spread her legs and pointed to her pussy. "See how wet I am?"

He unscrewed the tube and set it on the end table. "Just in case," he said. "Now roll over."

"What?" she said. "I don't get it. You want to do it with me on my belly?"

"Yes," he said, "you'll understand in a minute." He spread her buns out as soon as she rolled over. He was yet to have put his finger in her asshole, let alone his prick. "Tell me if you like this," he said. He applied a digit to her rectum.

"Oh, well," she said, "That does feel rather nice." She shook her ass. "Try going a little harder." He shoved his finger all the way into her asshole, and she screamed in agony. "Oh, God, no, Tom. It's too much."

"We need the juice," he said. He dipped his fingers into her cunt and brought out a supply of ease juice. He flooded her anal crease with the stuff, and just to be sure he applied a thin coating of synthetic ooze as well. Then he greased his cock. "O.k.," he said, "I think you'll like this once we get into it, but you have to give it a minute." He reached under her pelvis, spread her loins from within, and grabbed her clit with two fingers. Then he mounted her anus.

"Oh, Christ," she hollered, "That's hurting me, darling. Please, no, it's killing me. No." But she had to admit that she did like the feel of something stretching out her bowels that way, even if it did hurt at first. It reminded her of her first enema and how it felt like her insides were exploding like a bursting balloon. She couldn't believe how big her husband's penis was. It seemed to be making her feel constipated. She couldn't understand how he managed to cram it all in there. But she had to admit, even though she screamed bloody murder, that the big pecker and his clit stroking was getting her damn hot. "Jesus," she mumbled into her pillow, "I don't know what to make of it."

"Try squeezing your asshole muscles," he told her. "Just give a little tight squeeze, Eh?"

She did as he said, contracted her long anus muscle on his big thick meat. "Like that?" she asked.

"Yeah," said Tom. "That's the way." He stroked down further, filled his teenage wife's bunghole with all of his cock muscle. He could feel her long smooth muscles going to work on his dick head and shaft. It didn't take long for her to get the hang of it. She might have been young, but she was a born fuck artist. She knew how to move, and she liked moving right. It gave her a thrill to know that she was only a teenager and still she could give a man all the sensual pleasure he might want. And it didn't matter to her how old the man was, either. She liked a boner, and she liked it even up her asshole. "God, Tom," she said, "we should have tried this a lot sooner."

"Quick convert, eh?" he said, his prick flying at full mast in her anus. "I guess you do everything right, baby." He stroked out and relaxed for a minute.

"I feel hollow now," she said. "Why'd you stop?"

"Just a little breather," he said. "Maybe you'd like me to give you something else that you might like."

"Like what?" she asked.

"Well, I went by a store on the way home today, and I got you this." He reached down under the bed and brought out a package. "If you get lonely," he said, opening the box, "and I'm not around, you can use this thing to make yourself happy. And if I am around, we can both play with it to get you really hot." He pulled out an expensive vibrator. "Do you like it?"

"I don't even know what it is," she said.

He put in a couple of nine-volt batteries, which he’d also, bought, and clamped the back end of the machine closed. "It's a synthetic prick, darling, and it's going to make all the holes in your body feel good. Spread your legs and we'll try it out." She spread her legs and he stuffed her vagina with the machine. "It's got three speeds. This is the slow one," said Tom, turning the device on. It started whirring softly between Janet's cunt lips. He stroked up to her clitoris.

"Try the high speeed," she said. "I can't… oooooh, God… fuck!" She suddenly started to writhe in passion. Her legs folded all the way closed on the thick piece of shaking plastic. "Jesus," she grunted, "that thing's amazing." Tom stuffed his teenage wife's cunt with the big synthetic penis. She spread her cunt lips with her fingers, now, and managed to show Tom all of her twat. "Oh, Jesus," she said, "married life is the best, darling. Really the best."

While Tom stroked her cunt with the dildo, he also applied a finger to her freshly buggered asshole. He shoved his digit up into the anus while keeping the vibrating phallus rolling in her cunt tube. "Fucking-A," she grunted, "that's the best. You have both holes at once."

"I'm goanna switch now," he said. He pulled the dildo out of her cunt and slipped his finger from her anal crotch. Then he pushed the dildo into her asshole and flicked her clit with his finger. "How's that?" he asked.

"That's big bitchin'," she grunted. "I love it both ways." She shook with chills. Her titties turned bright red, especially the erect nipples. Her chest perspired with fever. She could feel her heart beating hard in her chest. "I'm getting so damn hot, Tom," she said. "I want your prick in me." He took his finger out of her cunt and adjusted his position. He had a bulging penis just from fiddling with her cunt and anus. Now he was going to fuck her smooth twat, and that made him even harder. He jammed his cock down her love tunnel, and she lifted her legs. He kept the dildo going at the same time. Thus he was fucking her with his penis and buggering her anus with the new sex toy.

"Oh, God," she cried out. "Oh, my fucking Lord. Oh, God. Jesus fucking asshole that's bitchin', Tom. That's really tough." She shook her waist from side to side and rubbed his cock with her fleshy interior cave. It didn't take her long to start getting little chills and ready for orgasm. "I'm gonna come," she moaned. "I'm gonna fucking come." She reached around and grabbed his buttocks. She cupped his hairy cheeks and pulled his cock down into her twat tube. Finally, she hitched up her hips and rubbed the ceiling of her pussy up and down on her young husband's dick. She could feel the spongy mushroom head of his joint jamming on her clitoris, and she could also feel him pumping the electric organ into her asshole. "It's gonna be… good… Tom… ooooh.. good…" She could say no more. Her body started shaking. She flooded her cunt hole with fresh ease juice as she sprayed all over his terrific and powerful prick. "I'm coming," she moaned, squeezing on the flesh muscle inside her tube. "I'm fucking coming like a mother-fucking idiot. Oh, God, Lord, please… oh…" The combination of a cock in her twat, a plastic prick in her asshole sent Janet Tibbleton into the land of sexual bliss. She nearly passed out.

Her face blushed when she came back to reality and realized that Tom continued to pound his meat into her pussy. "Oh, God," she grunted, "I can't believe it. I'm still coming." She rocked her hips. He no longer had the joint stuffed up her asshole. He only had his prick in her twat, but that was enough. She gyrated on it, shifted her weight and rolled on it, yelled out that she was the happiest wife in the world, and then came again.

This time Tom shot his wad, too. He sprayed a full load of jism into her pussy cave and pulled out. "There," he said, leaving the teenager shaking with fresh chills. "How's that?"

"Oh, Tom…" she moaned, beside herself with passion. "I don't know how to tell you." She watched him with a red face. She saw him light up a cigarette. "How can you be so cool afterwards?" she moaned. "I'm still fucking hot as a coal." She spied the dildo at the foot of the bed. "Do you mind if I try out the new toy? Just to see what it's like?"