J Watson: Two raped wives

"Oh baby," she sobbed softly.

He wasn't finished. He'd gone too long without pussy. He still had enough to fill her again.

He lay on top without moving. In a few minutes she felt his cock growing hard again and he began to move in and out of her pussy.

"Oh," she said. "You're doing it again."

It was amazing. Twice in one night she'd met a man who could even keep it up after such a fucking as she'd just given him. He was growing really hard again and she could feel his prick head pulsating against her pussy.

"Jesus," she said softly. "Oh Jesus."

She couldn't control the hot fires that grew in her once more. The young boy was turning her on more than she'd expected him to. His fingers clutched her ass again, and for the second time his fingers found her anus.

This time he didn't need any prompting from her. He drove two fingers into her ass roughly. She winced a little but she quickly grew used to the wet feelings of his fingers in her ass.

"God," she said. "I don't believe this. You're making me hot again. You're making me hot."

She started humping up at him, as she felt her hot fires growing. She could feel her nipples growing hard and her pussy was dripping juice. She couldn't remember ever coming so many times in one night before and it looked like she was about to come again.

"Oh Jesus," she sobbed, "do it rough. Do it hard. Squeeze my ass and fuck me harddddd!"

He did. He fucked her harder than she ever remembered being fucked. He drove his cock so deep in her pussy that she was afraid he was going to come out her mouth. His balls slapped against so hard that she knew he would leave bruises.

"God," she groaned. "I'm coming again. You're making me come. Oh God, I love it. I love your big cock. Oh Jesus, it feels good. Oh Jesussssssssss!"

She felt as if her body was being torn apart each time he slammed his thick cock into her. With each stroke, she could feel her cunt being stretched and the good feeling of his staff rubbing her hard clit. It was enough to drive a woman out of her mind.

"Baby," he panted. "God, I love this. But I want to come in your mouth."

She remembered the hot taste of him, how good it had felt to suck his cock. She remembered the sweet feeling of his rubbery shaft filling her mouth. She wanted his cum. She wanted to taste his slimy cockhead erupting into her mouth.

"Yes," she said. "Come in my mouth. I want you to come in my mouth."

He gave her a couple more savage strokes before he took his cock out of her pussy.

She felt him dripping onto her body as he moved up to straddle her head. He gripped both sides of her face and pressed his sperm tipped cock to her lips.

"Open your mouth," he said. "I want to stick my cock in your mouth."

She parted her lips and tasted his rubbery cockhead pushing between her lips. He shoved hard and his thick cock filled her mouth and throat. He kept pushing until his heavy cum-filled balls rested at her chin.

"Christ," he moaned. "I can feel your hot tongue on me. I can feel your tongue."

She could hardly breathe but she didn't mind that. She loved it. She opened her mouth wide as he pulled his staff out and then slammed it back into her again.

He leaked a tittle and she tasted his thick, salty cum.

"I'm coming," he groaned. "Hot damn, I'm going to come in your mouth. Oh Jesus, I'm coming! Jesus, I'm cominggggggg!"

She swallowed as his thick cum spurted into her mouth. She sucked an him until he quit trembling and then she allowed his prick to remain between her lips. She liked the warmth of his prick. Only after a while did she become aware of Rena's soft sobs coming from the other room.

Rena felt frightened and confused as she followed Dave into the other room.

She didn't like the way things were going. She didn't like the way Jennifer had acted. She had never seen her friend like that before. It was as if Jennifer had turned suddenly into another person.

"Very nice," Dave Madden said, "isn't it kind of nice being alone?"

"No," she said.

She didn't like being anywhere alone with Dave. She knew he had ideas that she was afraid of, and she wouldn't have agreed if it hadn't been for her fear for the young boy.

Dave Madden was an animal and he wouldn't have hesitated a moment in shooting the young boy down. Rena had decided that she had a better chance with Dave than the boy had.

Dave sat down on the couch and patted the place beside him.

"Come on over here, doll," he said. "We've got a lot to talk about."

"We don't have anything to talk about," he said, "and I think I'd be better off sitting over here."

His eyes grew ugly and she was afraid he was going to come after her.

"You'd better get that pretty little ass over here," he said.

She ran her fingers nervously through her dark hair. She had never felt as afraid as she did now. Nor had she ever felt as helpless. Dave Madden was a man capable of doing anything.

"All right," she agreed.

He smiled at her as she walked across the room and sat down beside him. She crossed her legs.

"You're a pretty thing," he said, "as pretty as your friend. Course your tits aren't as big."

"Please don't talk like that," she said.

"Like what?" he asked her. "You don't like to hear talk about sex? What do you and your husband talk about?"

"I'm not married," Rena said.

"Not married," he said. "My God, don't tell me you're a virgin."

"Yes," she admitted softly.

Dave stared at her in disbelief. He could already feel his prick growing hard at her words. He couldn't believe his luck. Goddamn, but he'd found a hot little bitch and a virgin all in the same night. He took another long look at her slender body. Broken in right and she could be the hottest thing he'd ever handled.

"Goddamn," he said again.

He put his hand on her knee and squeezed. He felt her body tense as he played with her knee.

"I really like you, honey," he said. "I'd like to get your pants off. I'd like to put my big cock in your cunt. Just like I did your friend. Did you like watching us fuck in the back seat? Didn't it turn you on just a little?"

"Leave me alone," she begged him. "Can't you just leave me alone."

"Sure, baby," he said. "Right after you give me what I want. You're going to like this."

"I'm leaving," she said.

She jerked her knee out of his grasp and stood up suddenly. She thought she had seen his anger before but she was wrong. He gave a cry of rage and jumped up after her.

"Let me go," she said.

He slapped her hard across the cheek and she went stumbling backwards.

"You animal," she said. "Leave me alone. I'm leaving here."

"You crazy little bitch," he said. "Don't you understand? I own you. I'm going to do you just like I did your girlfriend and you're going to love it."

"No," she whispered.

"There's not a Goddamned thing you can do about it," he said.

She stared into his lust bloated face and she realized what he said was true. There was nothing she could do about it. He was physically stronger and much tougher. He would take her apart if she made a mistake.

"I don't want you to hurt me," she said.

"I'm not going to hurt you, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you happy."

He bent down and kissed her softly on the lips, and she couldn't help jerking her mouth away. She felt sick. She turned away but not before he could see the revulsion on her face.

"You bitch," he said savagely. "You fucking bitch. I'll teach you to turn away from me."

He slapped her down on the couch and then picked her up again. She felt as light as a feather in his strong hands. He began shaking her until she was afraid he was going to shake the teeth right out of her throat.

"Bitch," he said over and over. "Bitch."