Jackson Robard - The cub-scout mother

"Y-Y-Yes… yes… honest, darling, I'm ready…!"

"Good. Then, you won't have too much trouble with the test! Baby… I'm going to fuck your asshole… sodomize you to seal and forever enjoin our love! If you want out, get up and run… and I promise you, I'll walk out of here!"

"And I'm not going to do it until you tell me to, baby!" Lester said suddenly. "You're going to make the decision… whether you want to give yourself to me all the way or not! This fucking night has been too much for me already! If you want it in your ass, say so, because that will be our true marriage! Forever, baby! Forever… now… decide… right now!"

"All right!" Bette Jean exclaimed. "Please, darling, do it! Fuck me there… in my ass! I want you more than anything in the whole world! More than anything in the whole world! Now, marry me with your cock in my ass! Now! Now! Please… hurry… hurry!" She could hardly wait for the cleansing punishment to begin.

Lester felt a surge of new blood racing toward the throbbing head of his extended shaft. He half-grinned as he kneed himself up between her widespread thighs and open buttocks. He could see her moist cunt, but it was the small puckered dark hole between her luscious ass-cheeks that held his attention. He felt a hard vengeance in his gut as he positioned himself behind her, then, gently dipping his finger between the hair-fringed lips of her moist cunt, he watched her hips and buttocks jerk from the erotic intrusion.

Lester smeared the viscid lubricant over the crinkled, tight little hole of her rectum. He did it several times before suddenly grasping and dipping the head of his pulsing cock between her dewy vaginal lips, then, nuzzled it tightly up against her stretched anus.

Bette Jean heard him make a partial laugh… a salacious little sound she thought frightenedly, clenching her hands into fists and closing her eyes tightly. I love him! I want him! I've denied myself for the last day or night of my life! This is the way to happiness… and I'll suffer to get it… to prove my love to him! To wipe out the terrible thing I've done!

Then, without benefit of mercy, it seemed to her, he thrust forward and she felt an agonizing pop and stretching of her rectal mouth. Her breath wadded in her throat as a vicious spasm of pain ripped through her as she twisted and half-screamed, and she waggled her bottom to get free of the wickedly torturous cock reaming into her back passage!

Oh, God… dear God! She'd sorely misjudged the size and capacity of her rectum! He was going to split her wide open back there, she realized in sudden horror, her rounded, white buttocks beginning to thrash insanely. She heard him laugh again and felt his strong hands gouging into the tender flesh of her hips. God! He was holding her vise-like, and her every attempted move only served to drive his huge rod of solid flesh deeper and deeper inside her cringing passage.

"Push back! Damnit, shove that beautiful ass back onto it!" Lester commanded, grasping at her tensed, upper thighs and straining his narrow hips forward obscenely. "It's too late to run now, baby! You've made your choice… so grin and bear it!"

"Oh… oh, God!" Bette Jean choked, unable to restrain neither the tears of agony nor the guttural moans of shame that were abruptly sweeping over her. It was more than a debasing humiliation of the perverse sodomizing he was subjecting her to… that she needed… but, God in heaven… could she stand it…?

He's ripped me all open back there! Oh… ooohhh, it's tearing my rectum apart. Ooohhh… God… God… I… I don't care! He's… he's punishing me… oh, how he's punishing me. Yes… yes I want him to… I do, I do! Right… right up my ass, lover… ohhh punish me, darling, punish… me…!

Bette Jean hunched back determinedly as he thrust forward and she felt the excruciating torment of his thick throbbing shaft surging into her, pushing the rubbery, persistent flesh before it, until at last, with one final buttock-flattening lunge he ground it all the way up inside the warm, constricting depths of her salaciously stretched rectum!

At last! At last! Her brain reeled in strange masochistic torment. Then she felt his strong, hairy pelvis smack solidly into the softness between her lewdly upturned buttocks, his balls swinging hard down against the spread lips of her pussy below. She was impaled to the hilt, and afraid to breathe with the unbelievable, racking pressure that felt as if her thighs were splitting apart…!

"Aaaagggggghhhhh!" she screamed, her face contorted from agony and shame. "Oh my God!" She tried to twist her head back and stop his depraved assault on her defenseless, virginal rectum.

Oh God, it's so big… But it's in… it's inside me! Like a huge baseball bat tearing my backsides asunder… Oh dear God… I don't care… I don't care… This is my punishment… yes, yes… the punishment I deserve… I want you, oh mighty cock… all the way up my asshole!

Lester grinned insanely down at his cock stuck in the end of his wife. He moaned as he locked his sight on the hardened rod which disappeared in the wide-stretched oval opening between the white, now quivering mounds. He jerked slightly, Bette Jean screaming in torment again as his penis slid into the tender brown flesh. When he was still, the anus drew out slightly, puckering around his impaling cock. His penis was so hard he thought it would shatter! His balls felt like cement blocks had been tied to them! They throbbed with unbelievable aching. Some men wait a lifetime for such a fuck! It was hardly possible for him to believe that his woman, was subjugating herself like a bitch in heat to him.

She jumped forward in unbelieving horror at the excruciating pain, feeling as though a red hot poker had been driven into her narrowest opening. As she trembled under the vicious assault, mustering all her courage to bear the agony until she was thoroughly punished, he rotated his cock deeper and deeper, expanding the tight, contracting asshole. He suddenly plunged, forcing a piteous squeal from Bette Jean's throat as she ground her face into the pillow. But, Lester persisted, screwing into the deep, rubbery channel, savagely drilling in and out of her warm velvety passage.

She could not even accept the monstrosity of what was happening to her, much less the awareness that the pain was slowly fading and she was beginning to desire this obscene depravity. Her dread gradually vanished, however, as his other hand sensuously nipped at her tiny, throbbing clitoris, and she felt unwanted waves of pleasure surging through her. Her mouth opened, and she began to pant and mewl crazily as his cock worked around and around deep in her wide-stretched rectum. Bette Jean squirmed beneath his cruel probes in total surrender and finally whimpered: "Please, fuck me there! Fuck me in the ass!"

Smiling evilly, Lester pulled his cock out of his wife's writhing buttocks, watching gleefully as the moist skin clung to it until it popped out with a wet sucking noise. Once again, he pried the soft cheeks of her buttocks far apart and licked at the tiny quivering hole until she thought she was going out of her mind with the teasing tantalization.

"Oh God, fuck it! Fuck it now!" she suddenly screamed in maniacal passion. "Quick, quick, screw my ass or I'll die!"

Lester smiled complacently. She was at his mercy and he meant to take advantage of her subjugation, making her pay for every insult he had ever had to accept from her. His eyes roamed triumphantly over her tortured face as she stared over her shoulder, back at him, wild-eyed with lust. He felt her reach back under her body and hungrily stroke at the hairy testicles that dangled between his thighs.

"Put it in your asshole, again bitch," he ordered harshly.

Her trembling hands obediently clasped the rock-hard shaft and a sudden expression of terror flashed through her eyes as she remembered the enormity of the throbbing instrument she felt in her fingers. Succumbing to the fear she suddenly felt, Bette Jean tried to cram the huge member in her soaking vaginal lips, working the smooth bulbous head back and forth in her cuntal juices to ease the entry.