Carole Wilson - Two sisters

The sisters gasped and avidly turned their eyes on the depraved sight, anxious not to miss a second of what was to come.

Great waves of heat were crashing in Sybil, sending out ripples of pleasure to her every nerve ending, and she felt the moment of her imminent release nearing. Just as she was drifting off into her euphoric bliss, her husband's bellowing voice shattered her reverie.

"Wait for me, Sybil… wait for me!"

She struggled to raise her head and realized that Mr. Hansen was moving from between her legs.

"Oh, please, God," she sobbed silently, "what am I going to do?"

Then she felt herself being turned, and Hansen was slipping beside her.

Shaking with fear, she found herself straddling and lying on top of her Scandinavian lover, his hard rod resuming its skewering up into her. She turned her head and saw out of the corner of her eye, her husband Sid standing behind her, his large, blood filled penis held out lewdly in front of him. Then he yanked savagely at her hair, turning her face away again, so that she was left staring down Hansen's contorted, jowled face.

Sid observed the cowering figure of his wife atop the body of the man who was still pumping into her, his hips raising up off the ground and his shoulders pushing back against the floor. Sid was gaping as he drew aside the soft white mounds of his wife's quivering ass. Sybil moaned piteously and tried desperately to clench them together again, but Sid dug his talon strong hands into the soft flesh and she knew it was useless to struggle. She relaxed her trembling backside and he spread the soft yielding crevice wide apart.

Sybil heard him suck in his breath as the dark puckered ring of her anus came into his greedy view. He could see it throbbing gently, the crinkled flesh drawing the soft, whiter flesh in as it contracted. He pushed his hand down, quivering with excitement and thrust experimentally at it with his finger. Sybil gasped and began a furious wriggling as she felt the probing digit against the soft sensitive skin. What was he going to do to her? her mind screamed. But, oddly, her struggling only served to increase the satisfaction she was getting from Mr. Hansen's intense screwing of her cunt from below, and involuntarily, she moaned aloud, her cries unmistakable mewls of pleasure.

Sid heard her ecstatic sighs with rage. The wanton little slut! he raved, the Goddamned little bitch! His anger uncontrolled he rammed his finger forward, sinking it into the first knuckle.

"OOwowwowwowwow…" she sobbed, vainly trying to dislodge the unnatural intruder. Tears rushed to her eyes and fell freely down her face.

"Let's see how she likes this…" Sid slurred, his eyes dimmed with sadistic glee as he watched the unhappy result of his brutal action. He rammed his finger forward again until it was imbedded to the second knuckle and Sybil moaned and writhed under the horrible impalement.

He scoured her widening anus gleefully with his finger, expanding it unnaturally, while his other hand stroked and patted his monstrously enlarged cock, aiming the angry red bulbous head at the dark little ring of his wife rectum.

He withdrew his finger and methodically placed the giant head against the sorely stretched anus, the tiny drops of moisture from the slit at the tip lubricating the abused area. Then, his cock laying the full length of her anal crack, he again spread the futilely resisting moons of her ass apart, stretching them beyond belief, and opening the whole defenseless split to his onslaught.

Sid grinned sadistically as he hesitated for moment, his cock poised. He couldn't believe it. One of his secret dreams nurtured in the years of their marriage about to come true! How often had he thought about burying his prick deep in the virginal anus of his frigid young wife, and feeling her squirming about in helpless impalement under his thrusts?

Now, his eyes bulging, he drove the steel-hard prick straight at the tiny, defensively clenching mouth.

"Aaaaggghhhhh!" her piteous scream shattered through everyone there, and the watching girls felt their blood running cold as she kept up her agonized wail, the pitch rising steadily.

The tip had ground its way into and burst through the tight elastic nether ring and the full throbbing head lay buried in the tightly restricting flesh.

Sybil was blinded for a moment. The pain seeped into every crevice of her body until she felt she was being split apart. Fresh tears gushed down her face in her abject mortification of what was happening to her. Her smooth white buttocks jerked and twisted trying to dislodge the unnatural invader. But it was no use and her angered husband lost no time. With each desperate jerk of her body, her husband's cock slipped a centimeter further into the tight rubbery sheath and with one mighty surge, he sunk the entire length of it in her warm, contracting rectum.

"Ohhhhh, God, OOhhhh, God, darling… you're… you're hurting meee!"

Sybil kept up a mournful wail, oblivious to everything but the harsh, grating pain. She didn't know if she would ever be able to walk again after this bestial double impalement by her husband and her landlord at the same time and tears stung her eyes in shame and degradation.

Sid looked with satisfaction at the smooth white pillows of her ass cheeks closing in on his deeply sunk cock. He had wanted to hurt his wife, humiliate her for all the time she had spurned him, shrugged off his advances, and for this, the final grief she had caused him. He began to thrust with his hardened cock, forcing the rubbery resisting flesh to yield, until he began an even fucking in and out, the now wide-stretched anal passage becoming easier around his prick. He felt the thick, long cock of the man through the thin diving membrane separating her rectum and vagina and almost as if they had agreed, they began to screw into her in a rhythmic fucking unison, buffeting her unmercifully between them.

Sybil's sad keening had ceased and for a moment she was silent, and then, unbelievably, she began to mummer low gurgles… tiny whimpers of unmistakable pleasure. She was beginning to enjoy it!

When the pain had ceased and her body became accustomed to the dual fucking, her only thought was to have it over with. But now, tiny trickles of pleasure… feather-like strokes… started deep inside her and with each double thrust from the impaling spears, the trickles increased until they were roaring rivers of pent-up passion. She began to thrust her ass backwards, voluntarily skewering her roundly stretched anus on her husband's sodomizing cock, and then bearing down to swallow the full length of her lover's cock in her voraciously hungry cunt. She was actually enjoying it…! The masochistic joy of being helplessly fucked frenziedly back and forth! She liked the ruthless feel of her husband's penis as it ravaged her virginal anus and fucked in sadistic stroked in time to Mr. Hansen's deep plunges into tier hungry pussy! She began to chant mindlessly: "OOOoohhhh… hurt me! Hurt me! Do it harder! Fuck me harder! Harder! Harder!"

The two men, mesmerized by her lewd cries, pumped furiously into her with merciless pounding swipes of their violently hardened pricks.

June and May could hardly contain their voyeuristic glee. The wild fucking was more exciting to them than anything they had ever experienced, and their eyes were glued on the cruel sandwiching of Sid's wife between the two madly screwing cocks. Almost as one, they had plunged their fingers into the hot throbbing furnaces of their cunts and were twisting their hands up between their legs in time to the pummeling the men were giving Sybil.

As her high-pitched screams became more intense, the girls could stand it no longer and dashed like nymphs into the bedroom.

Without hesitation, June lowered herself on the surprised face of the sweating Mr. Hansen, and he, recovering from his shock, immediately lashed out with his tongue, slashing with fury into the writhing orifice over his face.