Karen Ziegler - Her husband_s boss

"How's that, Mrs. Cummings?" he tormented, feeling her insides opening to receive him deep in her womb. She was whimpering and pleading desperately now as he thought of her snotty little husband and began to fuck ruthlessly into her, gritting his teeth with lust and luxuriating in his awareness that she was compulsively following him, beginning to hump in wild, spasmodic jerks beneath him. She groaned as if in anguish, shocking herself as she threw up her arms to wrap them tightly around his neck, pulling his solid well-defined chest into the velvety softness of her beautiful white breasts. He plunged his long cock in and out, filling and emptying her, sinking his long slippery prick back and forth between her vaginal lips and on up to her cervix until she felt as though it would tear up into her intestines. Her mouth moved against her will, opening and closing in response to each stroke of his cock, her shining titian hair flowing out on the black leather and fanning like silken threads, glinting subtle highlights of topaz and gold and rust as her head rose and fell with her movements. There was nothing that could stop her insane race for fulfillment and Max Alexander fucked like a savage to end it for both of them.

"Oh, yes, oh yesssss," she breathed without thought of shame, her entire being lost in the overpowering pleasure that had replaced the initial pain of his impalement of her. He slipped his hands down her sides and grasped the wildly pumping cheeks of her ass, jerking them up off the cushions to gain better access to the moist wet hole of her cunt. Then, pressing further forward, he slid his palms down to her knees and forced her legs up off the couch, wide, and pushed them brutally back over her shoulders until her toes pressed painfully into the leather on either side of her head. Her tortured body was bent back double, jack-knifed, the stress on her painfully strained muscles almost causing her to beg for mercy. The whole of her wetly glistening groin was opened to him as he increased the power of his thrusts, driving in with long, hard lunges that seemed to receive their momentum from the very tips of his toes, cramming the very last inch of his cock into her with thundering lust, until fresh ecstatic moans fell from her lips, resounding through the office like the cries of a wounded beast. Her nostrils flared and her eyes rolled back, fixing hypnotically on the ceiling above the rhythmically groaning sofa.

Max sweated above her, driving with longer smoother strokes into the hotly steaming passage up between her drawn back thighs as her long tapered nails clawed frantically at him, pulling him wildly into her. Deliberately teasing her, he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her hungrily clasping young vagina on the back stroke, then thrust forward again into her uplifted buttocks until he could feel the hard slap of his testicles against the unprotected crevice of her anus. Juicy wet smacking sounds filled the office with each brutal fuck-stroke he made into her, blending in tempo with the sounds of their hoarse breathing and the rhythmic lurching squeaks of their naked, sweat-soaked flesh on the black leather.

Max placed his hands on either side of her and lifted himself so that he could watch the young woman's exquisitely beautiful face. It was something he did not want to miss, the humiliating surrender of this smooth, soft-bodied young wife who had bounced so innocently into his private office just a short time ago. Well, she was being brought to life this afternoon and he could think of nothing nicer than having her hot little cunt at his disposal whenever he wanted her. He heard her sharp gasps of pleasure as he fucked heavily into her, skewering her, and she was loving it, fucking back shamelessly, urging him on with every lunge.

"Oh, God, fill me, fill me! Give me more!" she begged, gasping as if she were close to death.

"You love it, don't you? You love cock just like any other whore?" he demanded, ramming harder into her for emphasis. "You're going to be my little whore, aren't you?"

"Whore?" she faltered for a moment, not certain that she understood what her husband's boss was saying to her. Then she realized that it was true – she had allowed herself to lose control over all the things she knew were right and was now no better than a slut from the street. No, she would never be the same again.

"That's right, whore!" Max spat down at her, relishing the confused mixture of pleasure and debasement he saw on her sweet face. "From now on, you'll fuck when I want you to – if you don't want your husband to know what kind of slut you really are!"

"Oooooh, yesss… yesssss," she sobbed, out of her mind with the humiliating truth of her confession. She would have to submit to this horrible man's every desire, just to hide from her husband the terrible truth of her own weakness. And yet, whore that she was, she didn't care now. Nothing was real to her but the sweet hot pleasure that made her wave her hungrily gyrating young buttocks in uncontrolled frenzy up and down, from side to side, spiraling her starving cunt along the full length of his huge cock to gain every atom of sensation she possibly could.

Max Alexander grinned smugly as he stepped up the viciousness of his strokes until his pelvis smacked like a wooden paddle against the ragged pink flanges of her delicious little pussy, his huge, lust-hardened cock fucking deep into the far hidden recesses of her heatedly writhing belly. He felt the cords of her neck and thighs stand out and tense as she squirmed under him, working toward her climax, aching now with all her being to have the middle-aged man shoot his sperm into her soft heaving stomach. Just then, though, he decided to complete his conquest and introduce her to something totally unexpected. He slid his fingers down over the tight skin of her firm white ass and found the tiny elastic-rimmed anus cradled defenselessly below. It was soft and warm and he could feel its tiny crinkled lips working in time with the grinding of her buttocks as she pushed against his pounding loins. His finger shoved into it with a quick hard movement and he felt the tender rubbery flesh yielding before his attack.

"God, oooooh," she gasped in painful protest at the unexpected intrusion, the plea tumbling from her lips in surprise. But he thrust harder, taking pleasure in hearing her helpless little sounds of subjugation.

"Oh, pleeeeease, nooooo," she wailed, trying to twist away from this indecent outrage against her defenselessly cringing asshole.

He worked his finger around inside her, stretching the rubbery softness wider and wider as he ground into it. He slipped another finger in then and felt the tight resistance give way as it moved into the warm, fragile depths. The deep guttural noises coming from her throat changed slowly into whimpers of pain for a moment, then were replaced by greater moans of pleasure as her slightly stretched anus gradually grew accustomed to the strange unnatural penetration. A smile of victory broke across his lust-contorted face as he felt her begin to slowly screw her buttocks back on his hand, grinding her obscenely filled rectum down voraciously now on the buried fingers as he probed them methodically around in the warm rubbery depths. She was hopelessly impaled between his throbbing hard cock in her cunt and his fingers shoved cruelly up into her asshole. And now, whimpering and moaning beneath him, she increased her twisting and bucking movements under this double ravishment of her loins.

He slid his other hand slowly up from the smooth rounded cheeks of her writhing ass to where his hardened cock was pistoning wetly in and out of her pussy and teased cruelly the wet, hair-lined folds clasping tightly around his rampaging thickness. He could feel their fleshy softness pulling and giving with each long hard, jack-hammer thrust he made into her.