John Morison: Young Swingers

Feeling the ass flesh around his finger loosen up, Brett began working his finger inside the narrow rubbery shit passage, stretching it wider for the greater cock entry to come. The sight of his finger buried deep in her proud, young shithole made his pecker jerk with excitement and he moved his finger faster in the hot, clasping passage. He wanted to have his whang shoved deep up in her tight, virginal asshole when he had his orgasm and just to think about the idea nearly made him shoot his cum straight away.

Helpless and terrified, Victoria began to tremble since she was convinced that her father-in-law planned to be brutal to her and to fuck her like some prostitute in her ass. She tried desperately to think of something she could do or say that might stop Brett Stover, but she could think of nothing. She even began to hope that her husband would come looking for her right away, but she knew him better than that. Junior would be involved with fucking Anita too long to get there before his father would try to shove his prick in her asshole. She knew that there was no hope and she was going to be sodomized by her horny father-in-law. Knowing how cruel and vicious this man could be made her terror grow greater, even though at the same moment her cunt was burning with mounting sensations from his finger screwing relentlessly into her still-resisting asshole.

Brett Stover couldn't wait any longer as the sight of his young daughter-in-law's firm, rounded asscheeks made his huge nuts ache from the need for release. He was pinning her legs out wide with his knees pressed against her smooth, inner thighs and he could see the moist pussy juice covering the unseen pink flesh of her cunt. He jerked his long finger from her loosened ass passage and grabbing the lightly tanned moons of her asscheeks, he parted the soft, yielding cleft as wide as he could.

“Okay, you hot, little whore! Raise up your ass here so I can fuck you!” Brett Stover spit the vile words at the cringing girl beneath him. She turned her head to one side and he could see the sudden fear in her beautiful face. Victoria knew now she had lost complete control of the whole scene.

“Jesus Christ, Brett! No! Your cock's too big! You'll break me into pieces! Please don't! Pleeeaaassseee!” Victoria pleaded with the billionaire and she was immobile from fright as she saw his gigantic prick lewdly erect from the thick, purple head to the tangled cock hair growing out around the base of it. It looked larger than she remembered its having been and it was pointing straight at her helplessly exposed shithole. Victoria closed her eyes tightly when she saw there was no stopping this brutal man. Brett was going to fuck her in her asshole and humiliate her horrendously even if it tore her apart.

Hunching forward, her obscenely grinning father-in-law placed the head of his fuckstick firmly against the tiny, puckered opening of her shithole and partly pulling with his arms and pushing with his hips, he tried with all his strength to drive his blunt whang into the tightly straining ring of elastic ass flesh. His voluptuous daughter-in-law was moaning with anger and pain beneath him, but he didn't let up at all. Brett felt her resistance lower for an instant and lurching hard forward, the thick head of his pecker suddenly popped inside. The fleshy ring of her pooper stretched around the huge head of his whang like a tightly stretching rubber band.

“Eeeeeggghhhh!” Victoria screamed as loudly as she could. The pain was horrible and she screamed again and again in hopes it would bring someone to help her. But she had forgotten that it was her idea to sound-proof the “game” room and her cries only helped her tormented mind.

“Brett, please, I can't bear it! Please, stop!” Victoria sobbed but Brett knew the initial pain was past and the rest to come would slowly merge into an all consuming pleasure that the beautiful Victoria would never forget.

“Oh, Jesus!” Brett thought as he felt the tight ass flesh wrap around the head of his fuckstick. He was out of his mind with lust and he shoved his hips hard again. His thick prick rammed a few inches more into the tight restricting shithole and he had to hold Victoria down to keep her from falling off of the bed. The excitement of his insertion made his whang balloon up even larger and the sensations in his balls were stimulating him to hurry.

“Ooooohhhh! Stopppp! Nooooo! I can't take it! Oh, God, I can't!” Victoria squirmed beneath Brett Stover's powerful strength and the muscles in her asshole seemed only to make the huge pecker grow larger as she tried to clench them together to hold the monstrous pooper back from its relentless entry into her pooper. The pain raced up and down her spine like a thousand piercing needles but her hops of stopping his merciless assfucking was gone. She had no strength left with which to fight back and the huge fleshy prick pushed deeply inside her shithole like a burrowing ferret until his pelvis finally slammed hard into her up-turned asscheeks, flattening them like so much baker's dough before it.

“Eeeeeiiiggghhh!” Victoria screamed in agony, but her ass was filled by the huge, long cock. She didn't move, for fear that the searing pain would return in her wide-stretched asshole. She was frozen and felt as though she wanted to shit but couldn't.

The shrewd billionaire had felt the resistance end. Brett was pushing with all his strength and his pecker drove deep inside the hot, rubbery ass passage unimpeded. The round moons of her ass flattened slightly from the impact of his pelvis crashing into her and his whang was completely buried in the depths of her hot, still vainly resisting shithole. It felt like he had shoved his long prick into a steaming sheath of pressure and the idea alone was enough to make him want to shoot his sperm. He stayed still for a long moment to fight off the growing insistence on cum release from his balls.

Victoria felt like she was pinned on a poker and she contorted the muscles in her face to keep the horrendous pain from making her faint away. She was sure she was split from back to front up to her waist as waves of pain kept emanating from her flesh-filled asshole. Yet, in spite of the horrible agony, Victoria also felt the thrill sensations radiating from her excited cunt.

Flexing his long prick after a second, Brett Stover felt the tightly-wrapped ass flesh around the swollen cockhead respond. Victoria stopped screaming and when he flexed his ass again, she only whimpered quietly. He knew that in a few minutes she would again be the raging sexual animal she had been the night he first fucked her and he wondered how he might somehow add to his dominance over her. He didn't have to think for long for just at that moment he saw Andrew Hewitt walking into the room.

Andrew had left Margaret Stover at the bar and went looking for his chauffeur, Jack O'Hara. He was not thinking about Anita or wondering what she was doing at this moment, but rather, he was going to have Jack drive him home and return later for Anita. Margaret was more fascinating than he had realized and sitting next to her only made him want to fuck her again. He was excited just by the sight of her, but he knew he couldn't dare to fuck that beautiful cunt again, even though she seemed to want him to. Andrew had become even angrier when he couldn't find Jack and in his mad search for his chauffeur had walked into the room where Senior and Victoria were screwing. It was dark, too dark to see clearly when he entered and he would have left if his attention hadn't been directed to the center of the room by a sound. His eyes adjusted slowly to the low light, but then suddenly he realized where he was.

“Oh, Andrew! Wait a minute,” his employer called after the retreating man. Holding tightly to Victoria's helplessly pinioned body, Brett Stover rolled her onto her side and his long prick twitched excitedly deep in her asshole. “Andrew! Get down here! You can fuck her in the pussy!” Stover made it sound like an order when he spoke and Andrew Hewitt froze in his tracks.