Frederick Laughton - Bookstore for boys

Sobs of pain and misery began to fall from her lips as he lunged the full length of his punishing rod again and again up into her throbbing nether passage with smooth searing strokes. Stephan gloated over the sight of her pinkly clasping flesh pulling out with the thick base of his cock every time he withdrew for another violent lunge up inside. This was it, he thought triumphantly. Now he had the bitch.

To her amazement, Jennifer suddenly realized that the agony she'd initially experienced was beginning to cease. The pain was becoming strangely pleasurable and she was beginning to derive a weird masochistic enjoyment from his skewering thrusts into her ass. Tentatively she moved back to meet him, and as she began to respond she felt the first stirrings of the kind of passion she'd always known before with him being rekindled in her body. Suddenly she was twisting and waving her slavishly upthrust buttocks back violently against him as if in lewd invitation for him to fuck into her even deeper and harder. Her ass-cheeks were swinging in tiny rotating circles, clenching tightly around his cock with a slight throb of her rectum every time he lunged against her.

Sweat poured freely down Stephan's face now as he stared in sadistic delight at the sight of his balls smacking resoundingly against her moist cunt every time he sunk his penis into her wide-split nether-crevice. He had dreamed of this moment for months before their divorce, but he'd never had the courage to try it. And now he had done it and she was loving it, he realized as he watched the wiggling of her buttocks and the blonde locks of her hair whipping over her naked shoulders as she bucked in frantic effort to get more and more of his lewdly vanquishing cock embedded up in the tight little hole of her rectum.

"Oh, fuck me, Stephan. Fuck me," she moaned beneath him as he pressed forward as far as he could, pulling the softly yielding cheeks of her buttocks wide apart to better reveal her anus to his gaze. He shoved deeper into her, holding it far up inside and flexing it teasingly to prompt an impassioned squirming of her buttocks back against his loins.

With long smooth strokes, Stephan resumed the lewd pistoning into his ex-wife's quivering anus. He rammed into her hard and deep with powerful lunges that buffeted her body down against the bed. The sweat from his forehead spilled onto her lovely hollowing back, glistening on her soft white skin. His breath came in short gasps and he gripped the tops of her thighs with his fingers, squeezing with all his might to pull her back over his hotly expanding cock as though he were fitting on a boot. And he relished the animal groans of mixed pleasure and pain with which she responded to his assault.

Jennifer waved her buttocks joyfully back against Stephan's pounding thrusts, her mind blurred by the intensity of the sensation. She felt no pain now, only an exquisite warm wetness in the crevice of her ass-cheeks, and she was filled as she'd never been before. She was her husband's wife again and even this cruel anal rape was a joy to submit to. She was loving it. She wanted him to cum in her, to shoot his great load of seething sperm deep up into her virginal rectum, and she strained back against his burgeoning penis as she felt it throb to an ever greater size and hardness, stretching the muscles of her anus almost beyond endurance.

"Oh cum in me, I love you. I love you, Stephan, cum in me!" she cried deliriously as she felt him thrust the full length of his rock-hard cock up into her rectum, his body jerking convulsively, his hands tearing at her flesh in wild abandon.

Then Jennifer screamed with delight as the first hotly churning droplets of his thick-shooting cream began to spurt into the furthermost depths of her ravished rectum. It surged through her body like a volcanic eruption, warming her belly like a tingling hot whirlpool bath as he shoved forward with a mighty thrust that made his bloated balls dance maddeningly over her stiffened clitoris, setting off her own answering explosion of climax.

Jennifer's body tensed and shuddered as the long-awaited peak of orgasmic sensation was finally achieved. Then she gasped as she felt his limply deflating shaft being slowly withdrawn from her flooded nether channel. There was a slight wet sucking sound as it slipped out from between the full clenching moons of her buttocks with a lewd slurping noise. Then a sudden rush of cool air washed over her loins as Stephan rolled off and sagged on the bed beside her.

It was a long time before either of them could catch their breath as they lay panting beside each other on the rumpled bedspread. Even when she was breathing normally again, Jennifer couldn't bring herself to speak. The horror of the revenge Stephan had taken on her had become one of the most wonderful experiences of her life and she was afraid to talk for fear of spoiling it. She was afraid he might get up and leave her without a word, and if he did so she thought she would die. She opened her eyes, gazing tenderly over at his handsome face, peaceful now in sated repose. It almost hurt her to look at him, knowing how he must hate her now, and finally she closed her eyes again, silently trying to prepare herself for the moment when he would leave – this time forever.

"Jennifer?"

She stiffened at the sound of his voice, dreading what was to come. "Yes, Stephan," she said softly.

"I'm working on a new book."

"What?"

"I started a new book. At least I'm trying to start it. It's like nothing else I've ever written in the past. I don't think anybody's written anything quite like it." He chuckled softly. "I don't think it will sell to Hollywood either." He paused, and Jennifer stiffened as his hand reached over to touch her breasts. "I'm sorry I did that to you. I was really angry."

"It's all right. It turned out well."

"Did you mean what you said then?"

"What?" Jennifer managed, her heart suddenly pounding rapidly as a desperate hope crept into her bosom.

"You said you loved me."

"Yes. I love you. I always have."

"Then come back with me. Sell that store and forget that… that kid you're involved with. After we finish this movie I want to go somewhere to the country and do some work." He paused, his hand stroking softly at the taut little bud of her nipple. "Will you come?"

Jennifer sat up on her elbow, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gazed at his handsome face. "Oh my God, will I come? Of course I'll come. Of course I'll come anywhere."

Then they were coiled in embrace and as he rolled on top of her she felt his obscenely slickened cock twitching to new hardness up between her parted, lust-moistened thighs.