Richard Reed - Punished wife

Sherry writhed from the pain, as it plunged inside of her. Just a few inches were already in her asshole but it was so thick that she could hardly stand it. He pushed harder, almost ripping her apart, sending his hot wet shaft into her tight asshole.

And then it wall all the way in, throbbing and growing harder. He gripped her hips and pulled her back against him, fucking her ass in quick long strokes. Now it felt good, good and warm as it sloshed around in her ass. "Cum in my ass," she said. "Flood me with your cum."

Then she couldn't talk anymore. Kevin parted her lips with his cock and fucked her mouth as hard as he could. His strokes made her head bob up and down while the long wet meat slammed into her lips. He grabbed her by the hair and then moved her head back and forth, feeding his prick into her mouth, making her gag on it.

She was getting it rougher than she thought possible. All three boys stuck their pricks into her really fast and hard, fucking the hell out of her, using her as rough as they could.

Sherry's body moved forward every time John shot his cock up her ass. And then, when Pete rammed her cunt with his dick, the force of his shove made her head sink deeper into Kevin's crotch while he filled her mouth with cock.

In and out, wet and hot, thick and sticky all that cock, that hard cock, she thought, fucking me, raping me. She groaned and grunted, sweating all over, dripping between her legs while she slurped on dick and took it up her ass and into her cunt.

She couldn't hold back any longer. She shuddered and then bucked up and down, creaming all over Pete's thick meat, coating it with her hot cum. She spread her legs as wide as they could go, sticking herself onto his prick, taking it all the way into her cunt. She flopped around on the bed, whimpering and sucking and fucking while the hot cum poured out of her pussy.

Her wild movements made the boys lose control. All at once they stiffened and rammed their cocks into her body. The pulsing cock in her asshole exploded in a hot burst of sperm. It shot up her tunnel and she could feel John's cock quivering, tightening with each spurt. The cum gushed out of her ass and slid down her cheeks.

A river of cum spattered into her juicy cunt, filling her with hot gobs of white cream. She pushed against Pete's dick, milking it with her cunt muscles while he squirted gush after gush into her pussy.

Then Kevin's fist pounded away at her lips, jerking himself off, keeping just the tip of his prick in her mouth. Sucking on it as hard as she could, Sherry swirled her tongue around his thick knob. She felt his prick jump and throb inside of her. And just as he was about to come he pulled his prick out of her mouth and jammed it down into her tits. He wrapped her huge mounds around his cock and spurted all over her nipples. His nuts slapped away at her while his hot cream dripped down her big jugs.

All three boys kept on fucking her until all of their cum was squishing inside her. She writhed and moaned, letting them move her body any way they wanted to.

When they were finished with her they took off the belt and left her there on the bed, covered with sticky wads of cream.

After the boys left Sherry rested for a while. Then she showered and cleaned herself off in time to go to work. She wasn't in the mood for doing anything but she had to do it anyway. Al and Steve would really get her in a lot of trouble if she started taking time off. They still had the pictures of her, crawling around with cum on her face, sucking on their cocks. She knew they were the type that would follow through on their threat if she got out of line. And then her husband would really have something to freak out about.

When she got down to the department store she went straight up to the security office. The door was locked. She jiggled the knob a few times and then Al opened it up just enough to stick his head out.

"Get lost," he said. "We're doing some work."

Sherry looked into the office. Two girls, were down on the floor, stripped naked. And Steve was standing over them with his pants unzipped.

"I said get lost," Al said, slamming the door in her face.

Sherry went down to the sales floor. Al and Steve would be up there for quite a while, working over the two chicks. They probably caught them shop lifting early in the afternoon, and now they wanted them all to themselves. Just to break them in the right way, Sherry thought.

She wandered around the store for a long time. She didn't even try to watch any of the shoppers. All she had on her mind was sex. She thought about Pete and his friends. It was good, the way they handled her and did everything she wanted. She remembered how good it felt when they whipped her and tied her, and then gave her their hard dicks all at the same time. But to them it was just a game. They really didn't mean it. They were just humoring her, nothing more. And that wasn't enough to satisfy Sherry.

She wanted the real thing. She wanted brutal sex, hard sex, from someone who wasn't fooling around. Someone who would treat her like a real slutty whore and rough her up. She knew it was a strange desire, and it was dangerous, but she couldn't help it. She wanted it to happen, she wanted to feel totally dominated, no matter what she had to do.

When she went back up to the office at the end of the night she saw the two teenage girls. Their clothes were all wrinkled and they looked like they'd been crying. Al and Steve were ignoring them, doing some paperwork on the desk. The girls walked out of the office, with their heads down, not even looking at Sherry. She could imagine what the two of them had to do in the office all of that time.

"How were they?" Sherry said, leaning on the desk.

Al grinned at her. "Fine young stuff," he said. "Really fine."

"Yeah," Steve said. "We're bringing them back tomorrow night for some more action. Man, that little redhead had the tightest cunt I ever had. Ohhh, man, she was some really hot stuff."

The two of them laughed and talked about the girls. They were still laughing when Sherry left the office at nine o'clcck.

Instead of driving home, Sherry went downtown to where all the bars were. She wanted some excitement, some kicks to relieve all of the tension that gripped her body. She parked her car on a side street and then she walked back to the main drag.

The first two bars she tried were a waste of time. A few guys tried to pick her up but they looked so tame that she wasn't interested. And the bars were too fancy for her taste. Everyone was dressed to kill, and even though she fit in with her pink knit top and a short white skirt, she didn't feel comfortable.

Sherry walked down the street, looking for a good place, a place where she could find some real action. In the middle of the street she stopped in front of a small dingy looking bar. Loud rock music blasted from the juke box out into the street and she could see that the place was crowded.

She went inside and walked back to the end of the bar. It was dark and at first she could hardly see anyone. But when her eyes adjusted she knew she was in the right place. She was the only girl in the whole bar with a skirt on. The rest of them had tight jeans and even tighter tops.

She ordered a drink and then walked around the bar. There was a pool table in the back room and a lot of guys were standing around it, swearing at each other, half drunk, acting really tough. A few of them had leather jackets on, even though it was hot inside the bar.

A few ugly chicks were hanging around the guys. They all stared at her when she walked in. Sherry leaned against the wall and sipped her drink. She felt uncomfortable standing there with all those eyes on her. For a minute she wanted to leave. The guys looked too rough for her. But that was the reason she came, she thought. She couldn't back down now.