J Watson: Two raped wives

But the hurting went away just as soon as he began to move his cock in and out of her juiced up pussy.

"Yes," she cried out, "yes, that's what I want. Your big cock fills me up. I love it. Oh yes, it feels so big and hard and good inside me!"

He stretched her hot pussy more than it had ever been stretched before. She tried to squeeze her cunt muscles as tightly as she could each time he slammed into her.

"Feel my balls," he said. "I want your hand feeling my balls. Squeeze them."

It was uncomfortable in the car seat but somehow she got into a position where she could reach for his heavy balls. She caressed them gently, at first.

"Squeeze them," he said. "Squeeze them!"

She got his balls into a tight grip and she began to squeeze. She felt him increase his thrusting rhythm until she felt like his cock was going right up into her stomach. She kept squeezing as hard as he wanted.

His strong hands clutched her asscheeks and she felt one of his fingers exploring her tight anus. That was something else Tom had never done.

She shivered as one of his fingers went into her tight asshole right up to his knuckle.

"Ohhh," she gasped, "oh, what are you doing to me? Nobody's ever done that."

She thrust back at him just as quickly as he fucked her. She ground her titties into his hard chest. Her body burned as if something had set her skin on fire. His cock made a slippery noise as it slammed into her.

"I'm so hot," she gasped, "you're making me come. You're making me come. I can't hold back!"

"Don't, baby," he said. "Don't hold back. Let it come. Flood my cock with your hot juices! Flood me!"

She went crazy. She couldn't help herself. His cock just felt so good. She pushed against him furiously trying to draw every inch of his big cock up her cunt.

"I love it," she moaned. "I love it. I'm going to come. I'm going to come! I'm going to come! Aghhhhhhh AGHGHGHGH!"

"I'm with you, baby," he grunted. "I'm with you. Jesus Christ, it feels goooooooooooood!"

Both of them flooded each other with juice and they couldn't seem to get enough. She kept grinding herself against him until she was sure that every drop was drained from the end of his prick.

After a long time, she felt his cock go limp and slip out of her cunt.

"Jesus," he said softly, "you're a savage fuck."

For the first time she began to grow ashamed of what she had done. What would Tom think? How could she explain her actions to Rena? She couldn't explain her obvious enjoyment of what he was doing to her.

"Another police car," Rena said.

Her voice was cold. Jennifer could imagine that Rena was sick at what she had seen. Jennifer was beginning to feel a little sick herself. How could she have allowed that man to do these things to her?

"Drive a little slower," Dave said, "don't get him curious." Rena slowed down. Jennifer held her breath until the police car pulled out and passed them. She watched the glow from the tailights going on down the road.

"Damn," he said, "we're going to have to get off this road for a while. Pull into a farmhouse."

"A farmhouse?" Jennifer asked. "There'll be people around."

"I'll take care of them," he said coldly.

It was farm country and Rena drove a while longer before turning off into the dirt yard of an old farmhouse. She stopped the car in front of the house and turned off the ignition.

"Now don't you two make any mistakes," he warned. "Get out of the car."

Jennifer slipped out of the car and stood beside it. She saw the lights come on in the farmhouse. A door slammed. A tight beamed off the porch.

"Who's there?" a frightened voice asked.

"Just some stranger," Dave answered. "We're lost and thought you might give directions."

A young man stepped into the beam of light. He looked about seventeen and he looked like a rugged farm boy. He had reddish hair and broad shoulders, but Jennifer knew he'd be no match for Dave Madden.

"Who's with you?" the boy asked.

His eyes widened at the sight of Jennifer's naked body. His mouth-dropped open.

"She's naked," he said.

Dave Madden got close enough to hit the young boy with the edge of his hand.

Rena was the first one to the boy. She cradled his head in her arms. He had a deep gash in his forehead.

"You didn't have to do that," Rena said.

"I had to," he said. "I don't want the boy getting any funny ideas. It looks like he's here alone."

Dave went into the house alone. Jennifer tried to catch Rena's eyes but Rena wouldn't look at her. Instead Rena tore a piece off her blouse and pressed it against the boy's forehead.

Dave came back out of the house. He still carried the pistol in his hand.

"He's here alone," Dave said, grinning. "All by himself. Looks like his parents went off on a little trip."

"They'll be back soon," the boy said.

"You'd better hope not, son," Dave said.

There was something cold in his voice that made the young boy turn pale.

"Everybody inside," Dave said. "We're going to be here for a while."

Jennifer tried to help Rena get the boy into the house. Rena gave her a nasty look.

"Don't you think you should get some clothes on?" Rena asked.

Jennifer had almost forgotten about her nakedness. The boy was staring at her again with obvious hunger in his eyes. He had probably never seen a grown woman naked before. Maybe he had never had any pussy.

For some reason Jennifer felt a little tingle at the thought.

She pulled on her pants and sweater and followed the trio into the house. Rena helped the boy to sit down at the kitchen table. Dave Madden stood in the middle of the kitchen with his hands on his hips.

"This is nice," he said. "I don't think the cops will look for me here."

Dave was proud of himself. Everything had been working out perfectly for him. In fact, things seemed to be working out better than perfect. Who would have thought that he would find such a hot bitch on his first night out.

Now he'd found the perfect hideout until the police quit looking for him.

"What's your name, boy?" Dave asked.

"Jonathan Bailey," he answered.

The boy looked at Dave with hate in his eyes, and Dave returned his hate with an amused glance.

"What time are your folks returning?" Dave asked. "And tell me the truth this time. I don't like a liar. Especially a bad one."

The boy seemed to be considering what Dave told him. Finally he shrugged and said, "They aren't due back for a week. Mother's visiting a sick aunt."

"That's better," Dave said. "Now why don't you two girls get up some supper. I'm hungry as hell."

Jennifer was happy to see Rena getting up to do as she was told. Rena was good in the kitchen. Jennifer stood close as Rena fixed a salad and put some steaks in the oven.

"You're doing fine," Jennifer whispered to her friend.

"You seem to be doing better," Rena said curtly.

"I had to do what I was told," Jennifer said. "There's no sense in fighting."

"Hell, you didn't fight at all," Rena said. "You were enjoying it. I heard you."

There was little Jennifer could say to defend herself. Rena spoke the truth. She had enjoyed it. It was the best she'd ever had. Better than Tom could ever hope to be.

Jennifer served the meal when it was done. Dave gulped his food down like a hungry horse. Jennifer found herself hungry also. She noticed that Rena hardly touched her food.

Jennifer picked up the dishes and the young boy offered to help.

"I'll do them," Rena said.

"No," Dave said. "Let them do them. I want to talk to you. Kind of get better acquainted."

There was no mistaking the lustful gleam in Dave Madden's eye as he looked at slender Rena. She trembled under his look and backed against the kitchen table.