Jason Cannon - Trucker_s wife

"Oh, no… no, please, not in my ass. Put it in my cunt. I want to feel it in my cunt!"

"You want cock, don't ya, baby?"

"Yes, yes!" Alice cried. "But in my pussy!"

"Later… maybe. Now I'm gonna shove it up your asshole 'til you can taste it!"

Despite the tremor of fear that passed through her at his words, Alice nodded eagerly. Without thinking of what she was saying she gasped, "Yes, fuck me there, fuck my ass!"

He moved up between her widespread thighs and positioned his pulsing cock so that its lust-swollen head rested in the damp crevice between her buttocks.

"Now, take it and put it in your asshole, baby," he rasped.

Alice reached back through her open legs to grasp his jutting meat. But as her fingers wrapped hotly around it, a sudden expression of fear flashed across her lovely face. It was huge, she thought as her fingers barely encircled the thickness of the fleshy shaft.

"Put it in, man-fucker," Al hissed, his hands grasping at her naked hips to hold them steady.

Alice submitted, positioning the blunt head of his cock against the tight hole of her ass. She held her breath as she felt the throbbing cockhead begin to push against her tiny opening. It was enormous; she could never take that cock in her rear without it tearing her apart! She tried to crawl away from him, but his strong hands held her securely.

"I can't… you're too big! Nooooooo!" she cried out as the straining flesh abruptly gave way before the pressure. His huge cockhead popped inside her stretched opening with a sudden rush that sent a bolt of agony through her body.

The pain was so unbearable that she twisted and screamed, bucking against him as she tried with all her strength to escape the impalement. There was no escape. Every movement of her thrashing buttocks seemed only to wedge the thick prick more securely in her anal passage.

"Stop! It hurts, oh God, it hurts!" she begged,

her eyes wide with pain as his pressing thighs continued to force the thick, swollen shaft deeper up into her rectum.

Ignoring her pleas, Al hammered inch after inch up into her resisting passage, filling her so completely that the helpless blonde felt as though she were being impaled on a tree trunk.

Her beautiful face twisted in torment, until suddenly she felt his coarse pubic hair smack heavily into the softness of her upturned ass. Only then did she realize that his cruel thickness was buried to the hilt inside her asshole.

Al chuckled and flexed his long, hard prick deep within the narrow hole. "How do you like it, baby… being fucked in the ass?"

To her amazement, Alice once again realized that the agony was beginning to ease; the pain itself was becoming oddly pleasurable. She was beginning to experience some strange enjoyment from each thrust of his cock up into her ass. She slowly began to move back to meet him. As she shoved backward to meet the forward movement of his cock, she felt the passion rekindling in her body. Suddenly, she was shamelessly twisting and waving her asscheeks back at him in an invitation to fuck harder and deeper. Her buttocks were swinging in tiny rotating circles, clenching tightly

around the hot, pistoning length of his cock.

Sweat poured down M's face. He stared down in delight as his heavy balls smacked against her cunt every time he sank his huge prick to the hilt in her asshole. He watched the ecstatic wiggling of her buttocks and her long golden hair swirling around her neck and shoulders as she bucked frantically back to get more and more of his long, thick cock embedded deeply in her stretched asshole.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck me, Al!" she moaned beneath him as he rammed forward as far as he could, pulling the yielding cheeks of her ass wide apart to allow him to go deeper. He held it there, just to tease her, and was rewarded by the movement of her rotating ass screwing back against his thighs.

With long thrusts, he began to fuck into her, hard and deep. His sweating face dripped onto her lovely back, making it glisten. His breath came in short gasps as he gripped the tops of her thighs with his fingers, squeezing with all his strength to pull her anus back over his expanding cock. He heard her half-scream from the pleasure mixed with pain as he increased the power of his strokes.

Alice waved her asscheeks back against his pounding thrusts, her mind blurred by the intensity of the sensation. She felt no pain now, only an exquisite, warm, wet sensation in the

crevice of her ass. She felt filled as she'd never been before.

"You like it, don't ya, baby?"

"I love it, you bastard… I love your cock up my ass!" Alice screamed as she strained back against the huge shaft of pulsing flesh and felt it balloon into an even greater size.

"Oh, come, come, you bastard! Come!" she grunted as she felt him thrust the full length of his rock-hard prick far up into her rectum. His body jerked convulsively, his hands digging like claws into the soft flesh of her hips.

Alice screamed like a banshee as the first hot spurt of his cum shot into the wildly sucking depths of her ass. It surged through her body like a volcanic eruption. She felt her belly muscles rippling as they massaged his exploding shaft of cockmeat. He shoved forward with a mighty thrust that made his heavy swaying balls scrape over her clit, setting off her own orgasm.

"Aarrrgghhhhh!" she wailed. "I'm commmmminng! Harder! Harder! Aarrrrgggghhh!"

Her body tensed and convulsed as the peak of lust was finally achieved. Then she gasped as she felt his deflated cock being quickly withdrawn from her flooded asshole. There was a wet, sucking

sound as it slipped out from between the white globes of her cm-smeared butt.

"You'll get a lot more of my big cock in days to come, baby. An' you'll make me a lot of bread."

Besides fucking Al Fletcher every chance she got, Alice continued to meet the young man each week. Chris never suspected that his wife was getting her ass, her mouth, and her cunt filled with any cock other than his, because every time he wanted to fuck Alice, she was more than ready. In fact, at the slightest hint, she would attack him.

He also never suspected that the sudden rash of hijacked trucks running out of his terminal was the result of Alice getting information to Al Fletcher.

But Chris did begin to suspect Al. And, by watching Al, he found out, in the strangest way, Alice's connection with the hijacker.

On the Monday after Al's latest demand, Alice was able to get the time and routes that he wanted. About three that afternoon, Al called.

"You got 'em?… good. I'll be by." "No… I'll give it to you on the phone," Alice replied.

"You know I don't like telephones."

"But you can't come here."

He chuckled. "All the better. You come here. I want a little of your pussy tonight anyway. About eight."

That night, Alice made a flimsy excuse to Chris about going out. To her surprise, he didn't object.

"That's okay, honey. I've got some business tonight myself."

At seven-thirty, Alice drove the route she knew so well to Al's apartment.

"Hi, baby… come on in." Al Fletcher stood in the doorway stark naked. His cock was a rigid pole of hard flesh in his stroking hand. "As you can see, I've been waiting for you."

Alice threw the envelope on a table just inside the door and turned to walk away.

"C'mere," Al growled, and grabbed her by her hips.

She heard the door slain behind her as his lips came down on hers and his jutting cock mashed against her belly. His tongue slithered between her hut lips and, even though she fought him, she could feel the tide of passion already swirling through her pussy.

She didn't pull away when Al took her hand and closed it around the huge length of his prick. "Oh, Al," she mumbled, "I can't tonight. I've got to get back."