Blake Garfield - Young housewife in hell

"Oh, yes," Larry gasped, pausing for an instant and pushing the funnel inside her. "You are an athletic little cock-tease. Don't you love how those creams start to warm up after you rub them into your skin? How they make you all toasty and hot? Well, your little asshole's getting quite a workout today. And so I thought maybe it could use some cream of its own."

Suddenly the meaning of her husband's words reached Lisa's confused brain. She screamed in fear and plunged her mouth fully over his fat cock head. Her first taste of a man's prick was so sweaty and salty and meaty that she wanted to vomit, but the frantic hope remained inside her that if she could make her husband cum he would stop the killing torture he was performing on her helpless body. She slurped at the fat cock head until her spit ran in slippery rivers down the fat, pulsing prick stalk.

"That's it, you dirty little bitch!" Larry hissed, edging back toward her and pumping his hips at her waiting face. "You know how to use that filthy tongue, don't you? Squeeze my cock with your lips, Lisa. And suck on it."

Lisa went to work with a hunger that was born of fear, munching and sucking on her husband's cock as though it was the tastiest morsel she'd ever been offered. His fat cock stretched her lush lips wide, but she tightened them around the meaty cock stalk. Her cheeks hollowed with the suction she applied to the slimy cock head.

She swirled her tongue all over the raised flange behind his cock head, lathering the cock shaft with wet, lingering licks. She bobbed her head back and forth on the long cock, varying how much of the fat fuck-pole she took with every lunge.

Lisa's arms were numb from hanging down, but she fought to bring them back in front of her, and she tickled and petted Larry's balls with one hand while she jacked on the portion of his cock that wouldn't fit in her mouth with the other. It was clumsy work, with her hands numb and her wrists shackled, but she serviced him in a fever, determined to bring him more pleasure than he had ever felt before.

Larry leaned back away from his sexy young wife, taking a long look at her sleek, squirming body. He couldn't believe how far her ass cheeks had parted and her asshole expanded to accept the push of the funnel. She was spread father open than she would have been if he'd shoved his whole fist inside her ass. The welts from the whipping still burned vivid crimson lines across her silky skin. Larry loved the way her big, bouncy tits hung back toward her face, her hard pink nipples pointing almost straight down toward the floor.

Seeing her sexy, sassy face fitted on his big cock was the biggest turn on of all. From the first instant he met Lisa, he had dreamed of this sight. Now her luscious lips were stretched tight and wet around the fat staff of his cock. Her pretty cheeks were hollowed as she sucked him. Every time he pulled his cock back from the warm, wet embrace of her mouth, it was slicker with her spit and his fuck-lube.

Lisa tried to scream when her husband grabbed the back of her head and forced it forward. She tried to shake free when he fucked her warm, waiting mouth with a quick, brutal thrust of his prick. Inch after inch of thick, rock-hard prick filled her mouth. The inexperienced young blonde thought she was going to strangle to death.

She did choke, spluttering and coughing as the fat tube of Larry's prick clogged her tightly constricting throat.

At last, Larry pushed her face firmly into the musty thatch of his crotch hair. He wasn't satisfied until he had ground her face into his groin and bounced his cum heavy balls off her trembling chin.

"You bitch," he whispered, his face going red with excitement as he pulled his cock back and set up a rapid face-fucking rhythm. "You're not a cock-tease now, are you Lisa? No, you fucking prim bitch, you're getting into it now. And you're about to make me fucking cum!"

Lisa gasped around her husband's brutally plunging cock. He held her head in place with one hand and hung onto the edge of the funnel with the other. His stomach and balls hammered a steady beat into Lisa's face, and his cock fucked all the way down the tight, wet tunnel of her throat.

Her lush lips slithered wetly over the fat prick stalk as it pounded back and forth into her face, and she lathered the throbbing cock meat as it pushed through the wet crevice of her mouth.

Now, though, it was the pained, panicked constriction of her throat that Larry wanted. A slippery mix of his pre-cum and her spit filled Lisa's mouth, and as Larry stirred it violently with his cock, huge dollops slopped out over her pretty face.

"Bitch!" Larry screamed again, and he released Lisa's head and grabbed hold of the funnel with both hands. "I'm cumming, you tight-assed cunt!"

What her husband did to Lisa next was so awful that her mind refused to accept it. Bracing himself with the funnel, he pulled himself off the pound, and an instant later he wrapped his powerful, hairy thighs tight around Lisa's head.

The agony was awful, and it came at her from every direction at once. The funnel had already been plunged almost a foot inside her stretched ass. Now it slid in six inches more, all the way to the wide rim. The cuffs around her ankles bit so deeply into her that Lisa was sure they had went through to the bone. Every muscle in her back and legs seemed to snap at the same time, the pain so unbearable and unending that Lisa prayed for unconsciousness. Her head pounded from the death grip it was held in by Larry's thighs, and she couldn't breathe at all through the cock gag and flesh muffler he had forced on her.

A moment later, things got even worse. Larry started spurting his hot jism down her throat.

Lisa gagged on the burning, salty broth. The taste of hot jism was nothing like that of the cold cock cream she had sucked down earlier.

There was a fiery life in fresh cum that seared Lisa's throat. She choked on the jism until it shot up into her sinuses, and then she drooled dirty white cock snot from her mouth and nose at the same time.

"Suck on it, Lisa!" Larry shouted, hanging onto her like some huge vampire bat. "Suck on it, you worthless, good-for-nothing whore! Here, suck on a little of this shit, too!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lisa managed to scream even around her throatful of cock and cum when Larry plunged his fist into the gooey Ben-Gay that filled the funnel.

"No! You're not doing this! This isn't happening!"

But Lisa couldn't deny the liquid fire that shot deep into her ass guts. The burning cream squirted so deep inside her that Lisa thought it might never came back out, and it set her tortured young body on fire. And then, impossibly, something even worse happened.

"Oh, pussycat," the woman's voice said from the doorway of the guest bedroom.

Lisa recognized the heavy European accent at once.

"Pretty little pussycat. The tom cat scratches you, no?"

Eyen through the agony that consumed her body, Lisa felt the cold touch of utter shame. She couldn't be degraded any more than this.

Lisa's mouth was sticky with jism, and her ass was full of fire. Every muscle in her lean, sexy body was stretched beyond endurance by the weight of her husband hanging on her. The young housewife couldn't imagine anything more nightmarish than what was happening to her.

Now the ultimate humiliation had happened – Larry's sexy young maid had entered the room and was watching her degradation.

The girl's name was Elsa, and she had come to America from some country in southern Europe. Lisa had never bothered to find out which, or anything else about the girl, because from the first time she had set eyes on her Lisa had decided she had to go.

Elsa was three years younger than Lisa, not much more than a young adult. But her body was definitely that of a woman, her hips lush, her tits even bigger than Lisa's, and her legs long and sexy. Her hair was so black that it seemed to shimmer in the light, and her eyes were darker yet. Her skin was a creamy, satiny, olive; so alluring and exotic that Lisa had envied her from the moment they met. Elsa was perhaps as beautiful as Lisa, though in a very different way.