Aston Marlowe - Rajah

Neal Court stared at the lewd exhibition in unblinking, fascinated horror. Christ, was that his lovely, modest young wife? Was it possible? He mumbled something incoherently as the black-haired vixen beside him began to stroke his still hard cock, and in spite of himself he found that he watched the obscene coupling of his young wife and the ape with lurid concentration. She was completely enslaved by the huge beast panting over her, her trembling body spread-eagled on the bed!

Neal gulped aloud, not looking at his beautiful companion as Lena took his hand and insinuated it between the moist lips of her own pulsating cunt, but rather continued to stare unbelievingly as Sharon twisted and writhed and reached up with her hands to pull the humping buttocks of the animal tighter between her locked thighs. Lena Alvaro said something to him which he didn't hear and began to grind her own gaping pussy against his hand and then back against his cock, using her hand to guide the shaft to her wet, hungry hole, simultaneously stroking and massaging his cock more vigorously. But Neal was still too engrossed with the incredulous ramming attack on his defenseless wife a few feet away. God Almighty!

Then Lena could stand it no longer. She bent over and ground her thighs and buttocks back against his hips, and in doing so, impaled herself on his hard, blood-inflated penis, letting it surge up into the full length of her seething vagina.

"Fuck me, Neal! Ohhhh! Fuck meeee!"

Neal obediently began to drive into the luscious wife of his boss, losing all sense of purpose beyond what the potion had instigated in him and the lewd, rutting sight of his wife being willingly fucked by a wild jungle animal blasted through his mind. He wanted to scream, to cry, to howl out his torment and rage and uncomprehension.

Lord Marlowe was squatting beside the bed now, his hands having released the now delirious young blonde, knowing that no further help would have to be given Rajah. "She was a good fuck," he breathed in excitement.

"Yeah," Rodney Alvaro agreed. "Look at her cunt go now, though, just begging for animal cock!"

The evil conversation lashed the tortured mind of her husband still more. How Goddamn innocent had he been? Neal moaned to himself. She's been fucked by others, by God knew how many others! Neal viewed the nightmarish orgy in distant uncomprehension. Sharon, his wife, getting fucked by a wild ape in front of all these others! He had never dreamed of such depravity — and what he had thought to be his sweet, puritanical wife was at the very core of it! His brain reeled with insanity.

God damn her! God damn her to hell! He had to punish her! He had to strike out and soothe the misery of his soul — and the only way he could, the only way he wanted to, was by joining in the lewd pillaging of her body, to take her and extract his vengeance by fucking her too, like the hot little whore she really was!

"Get off me! Get off me, you bitch!" he screamed at Lena, and mercilessly wrenched the panting woman from around him and throwing her to the floor.

"Neal!" she wailed plaintively, and tried to grab his leg, but the husband was already leaping to the bed, brushing aside Rodney Alvaro with a cuffing blow.

"I'm going to fuck you!" he yelled at his wife. "Do you hear me?"

"Ohhhh!" moaned Sharon, as his words penetrated her near insensate mind. "Neal! Oh my God, Neal, it's you!"

"Damn right it's your husband, you fucking whore!" He could contain himself no longer, and he kneeled in front of her face, unmindful of the crazed hairy form pumping with grunting frenzy but scant inches away. Neal held his extended cock in front of his wife's face. "Eat it! Eat my cock! Suck me off while you're getting fucked — if you can!"

A low, dragging moan came from Sharon's lips as she realized through her fogged mind that her husband had discovered her secret, that she was now barren of the last vestige of her pride. She reached out one hand and guided Neal's cock to her waiting lips, turning her face so that she could get all of his penis — a penis which up until now she had puritanically avoided having near her mouth.

Neal Court swung his head from side to side and he rammed his cock to its hilt into his wife's wide-stretched mouth.

Sharon wanted to be ripped apart by the twin cocks in her. She wanted to die with the mortification and humiliation and utter despondency that filled her, but as she sucked her husband's cock greedily, tugging at it with hollowed cheeks and running her tongue with swirling abandon over its pumping head and shaft, great huge waves of delicious feeling raced through her instead. She was enjoying the carnality of man and beast inside her! Her entire body was like an expanding balloon, growing — growing — ready to burst into a thousand pieces, sandwiched between two poles of hardened male flesh, one kneeling beside her face, the other with its animal penis grinding deep around in her cunt, and both driving themselves to the point of no return, where they would shoot their hot scalding sperm deep up inside her.

"Harder! Harder, fuck my cock harder, you little bitch!" her husband yelled, and fell into a babbling frenzy of curses which he rained over his wife's bobbing head in a desperate attempt to empty both his aroused physical needs and his tortured mental anguish into her.

Sharon sucked wildly; she was cock filled again, her body was being invaded, and the debauch seemed to drive away the horror of her position. This was all that was real now, there was nothing else as the rising spiral of her impending climax came crescendoing to her befuddled ears. She screwed her buttocks back against the ape's pistoning prick like a demon-bitch with distemper, and saliva dripped from her ovalling lips.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned in muffled passion around her husband's surging cock. "Mmmmmmmmmm!"

Great hot floods of juices began throbbing from the walls of her vagina and streamed out in gushes over the cock and balls of the animal fucking her and down between the widespread crevice of her buttocks. She splayed her legs high in the air and as wide apart as they could go to give Rajah's still pistoning cock greater access, and she thrust her loins back at the animal with brutal force. Her nostrils flared and one long last gasp of breath escaped raspingly from her lungs as though she had been hit in the stomach with a fist. She quivered as the peak of orgasm blasted her almost senseless.

Her jealously maddened husband sensed her climax and drove his cock deep down her throat. He could feel the hot surge of his own cum begin in his pulsing balls and then race headlong down the length of his penis and spew wildly into the depths of her mouth, filling her so that in spite of her swallowings, there was a lewd overflow of the white, creamy semen which ran down her cheek and matted in her flailing blonde hair.

The jungle brute, Rajah, suddenly began to froth around his thick, rubbery lips, and his narrow, marble eyes glazed over and unintelligible gruntings came from his mouth. He jerked forward and his giant penis spit its hot alien sperm deep into the clasping, pink cunt. Neal watched in fascination as his wife's buttocks began contracting heavily and uncontrollably, signalling the orgastic upheaval deep down in her womb. Thick, white seminal fluid cascaded from the flowered lips of her lust-tightened vagina, squeezing and milking the cock of the grunting ape, forming thin trails of viscid liquid which ran obscene rivulets down her spastically flexing thighs. And then the rapidly deflating cock of the great beast slipped wetly from her ravaged passage, and Rajah began to back off from between the legs of the young woman, his needs satiated for the moment.

But it was still not enough for the drugged, totally demoralized young woman. She grunted out the last of her orgasm while demoniacally bucking her beautiful body upwards. Neal clenched his eyes tightly shut, some form of sanity returning now that he had creamed wildly in her mouth. He looked down at his lust-crazed blonde wife and tears of humiliation washed down his cheeks.