Grace Wilkinson - The family reunion book II

Tricia's long, trim legs were spread so far apart that they hurt. She sobbed as quietly as she could knowing that the sound of her crying usually infuriated Ike all the more. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her rectum and she realized dully that Ike was trying to put his finger into her back there. His finger was thick and it scraped at the tender opening of her rectum. She tried to wiggle away from the pain as it began to turn in the deep rubbery channel, moving steadily forward until she could feel the palm of his hand flat against her asscheeks and then pulling back out with tiny jerky motions.

"Nnnnnnnnnngh!" she cried out. The pain was awful… but what was worse was the awful idea of what he was doing to her.

"Please, Ike… don't!"

"Never mind all that…" Ike replied, forcing another finger into the entrance of her widely stretching rectum, and worming it in along side the other.

"NOoooooooo nonono!" Tricia tried hard to straighten out her knees so that her behind would no longer be in such a vulnerable position, but Ike pulled her back up, smacking her buttocks against the protruding rod of his cock, while keeping his fingers sunk deep up inside her rear passage. Tricia was forced to maintain her humiliating kneeling position, and her smooth creamy buttocks remained as wide spread as before.

"For this little movie, Tricia baby… we're gonna try something new… something I've wanted to do to you for a long time!"

"You and a few others… your mother among them!" he thought. Yes, what a joy it would be to have Carrie Livingston right here in this position, her backside an open book just waiting to be read.

"Now open up that tight little ass of yours… It may hurt at first… but it's good for you… little pain never hurt anybody… especially a Livingston!"

Tricia's face grew red. She felt that her husband could see right through her… that he knew just what horrible things she had done… how she had twisted and turned and begged for more! Tears ran down her face and some of her long blonde hair clung to her wet cheeks.

"Say you want it!" Ike growled.

"Say what?"

"Say you want it up the ass!" His fingers rammed forward causing her such pain that she screamed loudly.

"Oh Ike… noooooo I can't, I can't!"

"Yes… oh yes… you can!" Ike answered, leered backward at the video screen as he slowly, torturously, pulled his finger out of her puckered rectum until it suddenly slipped free at the end with a small, lewd popping sound.

"I… I…" she stammered, confused by the sudden relief she felt in her anal passage. Ike's hard hot belly pressed up against the smooth fleshy whiteness of her buttocks and he shoved his swollen cock hard up into the softly yielding crevice between them.

"You what… say it, bitch!"

"Fuck me up the ass… Yes… Ike do it… fuck me there… I deserve it… yes, you're right… oh for God's sake be quick about it… get it over with!"

"That's better…" Ike said softly, placing the hardened tip of his prick against the opening of her rectum.

He pressed in a little, and felt her cringe. She whimpered softly and then let out a piercing shriek as he unexpectedly rammed forward. Simultaneously, he slipped one hand below into the warm hair-fringed lips of her pussy, wriggling his middle flnger into her still sperm moistened slit from her father a short time ago.

"Hey… you're wet… your pussy is wet! You dig it, eh… admit it… come on!"

Ike pressed forward again… this time his prick entered just a little bit into the unused, dark confines of her rectum.

"No no no no no no never!"

Ike began to rock and push against her, ignoring her cries of pain… pulling her helplessly stretching anal passage back to him until eventually the shaft of his long thick cock was entered half way up inside the tight elasticity of the tightly clenched channel. Then Tricia could feel the hard pressure of her husband's body pressing down on her with enormous strength, pushing her naked back and buttocks down so that she was lying flat on the bed. He rammed down and imbedded his thick rock-like cock all the way into the hilt in the soft expanding opening of her asshole.

"Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhh!" she grunted in pain, beginning a hopeless thrashing beneath him. She no longer felt the remotest resemblance to a human being as her husband's lewd anal rape continued. It felt as though she were being split in two and that her insides had been torn irreparably by his cruel entry. Suddenly she recalled Susan having told her that Jamie had taken her this way once… Jamie her own brother… she never would have guessed him capable of such an act… and all at once her mind sent out a mental prayer for all womankind…

"Oh God… you're killing me!" she screamed into the sheets.

She fought in demented desperation for minutes longer against the brutal impact of the hotly driving pole imbedded up inside her and then without warning, her strength suddenly failed her and she collapsed in a limp mass beneath his tense body. She felt utterly trapped… pinned to the bed by his impaling member!

Ike's mouth breathed horribly close to her ear, wet and hot. "Like it honey…?" he cooed, "Like it?"

A wave of total disgust flooded her insides and she fought against the sense of doom that she felt. Somehow… she had no idea how… she had to withstand this ugliness… she had to get through it!

Ike's resounding laughter as he began a sawing motion into her burning anus made her think that he had really gone mad. She had always thought of him as being eccentric… but now, she knew he had gone beyond that. He began to shower words of mockery and insult down upon her, and Tricia could not imagine that he had held such horrible anger against her inside him for so long.

Something must have happened to make him behave like this!

But whatever had happened, the knowledge that Ike was not himself did nothing to alleviate that throbbing stabbing pain in her bowels… The only thing to do was to get it over with as fast as possible!

Perhaps if she pleased him… if she went along with him, making him think she liked it…! With all the courage and strength she could muster, she strained as though she were farting and tightened her anal muscles around his long thick member. She felt him groan in response, and his hard cock grew harder still, and his hands suddenly clasped her large white breasts. His cock throbbed harder, and he hesitated a moment, as though he couldn't believe that she was actually responding to him. He flexed his penis deep up inside her, and felt her respond with an answering tightening of her rectal muscles.

With a sudden glee, he jerked her up, back onto her knees, and without releasing her dancing breasts on her chest below, began to fuck into her with a wicked jubilance. To his astonisbment, she began to move her buttocks, undulating them in small circles, responding to his lascivious sodomy as though she really enjoyed it. She even went so far as to moan with pleasure the next time his thick pounding rod ground down into her.

Ike watched mystified as his prim little wife suddenly became wild like a whore. He couldn't believe it! But he certainly wasn't going to knock it. It felt too damned good!

Tricia's long blonde hair flowed out before her over the crumpled bed sheet, and periodically it would flail from side to side as she turned her head from one side to the other. A strange thing began to happen to her in the midst of her prayers that her revulsion and humiliation would not show through her act… and that was that she actually did begin to feel some pleasure!

She didn't really believe it when it started, but strangely in the midst of her torment, when she realized that she was fooling him… she felt a tingle of masochistic excitement. She began to enjoy the feeling of his lust driven cock in her backside as she thrust and squirmed back to meet it. It was somehow easier to accept the pain of her obscene impalement when she had some measure of control over it. Nevertheless it still hurt but Tricia found that the pain began to add to the excitement she was beginning to feel.