Jon Reskind - Caesar_s revenge book II

"Oh God, yes! Fuck me!" Jean pathetically moaned. "Please, shove it up my cunt before I go mad…!"

But the lecherous glowering police chief was caught up in a lust-filled, viewing world of his own, hardly hearing either of their pleas or commands. The mind-bending sight of his number one enemy's innocent young wife's upthrusted, rounded white-ass-cheeks spread lushly open to him as she wriggled them back rapidly toward his blood-hammering cock was sending violent stabs of aching pleasure ripping through his loins and sperm-bloated balls! Shit, he intended to wring the last whit of lewd depravity he could from this scene… from this sweet, delectable little bitch, bent slave-like before him… from Mark Blakely's naked-assed wife, who fucked dogs and was begging like a street slut for his aching, over-swollen prick!

He ignored Lydia Newell's rasping order and Jean's passionately undulating pleas, reveling in his own time-consuming lust. Tormentingly, he eased his powerful hips forward, watching the hugeness of his fiery cock-head slowly stretch the viscid, ovaled mouth of her snug, pink cunt-hole, its surrounding soft flesh yielding and swelling outward to the thick, rubbery pole worming it's way up inside her! She gasped aloud once more, but suddenly her desperate writhings stopped, as if his stretching penetration of her greedy little vaginal mouth had been more than she bargained for!

That realization alone, that he was hurting her, was enough to set the barrel-chested man off! He growled out an oath as he brutally clutched at the satin-smooth flesh of her upper thighs and hips. Simultaneously, he spread her knees farther apart with his own, wedging his pelvis in tighter behind her upraised buttocks, and then, cruelly jerking her naked, defenseless body backward with his hands, he thrust forward with a buttock-flattening lunge!

Like a spearing arrow shot from a cross-bow, Morgan felt his long, thick cock race up into the futilely resisting channel between Jean Blakely's wide-spread thighs, plowing and expanding the hot, frantically clutching flesh in a deep, merciless impalement! He heard the breath explode from her lungs as his powerful hips and pelvis flattened her soft, smooth ass-cheeks up into her hip bones, her grasping, cuntal passage spasming as might a choking throat stuffed full with the huge burgeoning shaft of his heavily spearing cock!

"Ohhh… auugghhhh… m-myyy Gooodddd!" Jean brayed in lurching, wide-eyed shock, the unexpected force and pain of his cruel, massive entry rending the drugged veil to register agonizingly in her brain! "Oooohhh… you've ripped me wide open! Ooohhh… God… you've torn me open inside…!"

Morgan couldn't resist his obscene grunt of lecherous pleasure as he held tight to her frenziedly squirming young hips, nakedly trying to twist its way off his piercing hard prick nudging at the very underside of her helplessly cringing belly! "You wanted it shoved up your tight little cunt, baby… and that's what you've got!" he mercilessly rasped, beginning to heedlessly fuck in and out of her from behind, his eyes locked salaciously on the sight of the moistened pink inner-flesh of her wide-split vagina clinging to his aching hardness when he pulled it wetly out of her and plunged back up inside again.

"Oh God! Oh God… Oooohhhh…!" Jean cried again, while Lydia watched in lust-charged fascination through the white columned frame of her obscenely raised and spread legs, torn between the snapping of pictures and the fingering of her own burning, wet cunt. Excitedly she divided her time, triggering the camera lens to catch such scenes as the naked blonde wife's wildly flailing hair and tossing head, then, unrestrainable caressing her own quivering erect clitoris to the erotic sight of Jean's whitely hanging breasts, quaking and dancing in lewd rhythm to Link Morgan's jarring thrusts fucking into her from behind!

The immediate pain, like too-hot bath water, quickly mellowed into a soothing balm of pleasure-bringing rapture to Jean in her drug induced passion, her inflamed cuntal channel eagerly dilating and acclimating to the long, thick cock fucking fiercely in and out of it. Nothing mattered except the climactic release to the sensual buildup of ecstasy maddeningly pyramiding in her intensively screaming loins and fire-filled belly! To cum…! Oh God… Yessssss, to cum!

Her brain swam in a whirlpool of inconceivable, licentious wantonness. Oooohhhh… he's fucking me so beautifully…! she lustfully thought, vehemently feeling the rubbery, mushroomed head of his heavily pulsating cock grazing, and erotically tormenting, her uterus as it taunted and buffeted hard up against the underside of her quivering belly deep up inside… She sensed his cum-bloated balls slapping heavily against the tiny bud of her erectly tingling clitoris below with every thrust… and then, by accident, she saw their reflection in the vanity mirror, the wildly erotic reflection of his hard, glistening penis disappearing and reappearing wetly up between her own white, lewdly offered ass cheeks raising a low gasping sound of sheer lust from her!

Lydia recognized it and took advantage, reaching for Jean's flailing strands of honey-blonde hair on either side of her lovely, drugged face. "Here, darling!" she pressed, gently entwining her hands to draw Mark Blakely's naked kneeling wife's face down between her wide-spread thighs toward her wet, seething loins. "Lydia's pussy, remember? You were going to kiss and lick Lydia's cunt! It'll help you cum, baby… go ahead… lick and suck it! Make love to Lydia's cunt, like you said all the filthy words… cock, cunt, fuck… go ahead, Jean, baby!"

"Oh… oh yes… yesss!" the curvaceous blonde girl whimpered in her drug-enchanted nakedness as the huge police chief's cock fucked mercilessly into her hotly sucking pussy-hole from behind. Insane sensations of lustful intoxication raced into and burst inside her! Obscene words again screamed for release in her brain, while simultaneously she gaped with widened, if glazed, eyes at Lydia Newell's glistening pink cunt! "Oh… ooohhh… fuck…! Cock…! Cunt…! Suck…! Jism…! Cum…! Yes… cum…"

"Uuuuuunnnnnggghhhh!" the auburn-haired girl grunted and writhed as Jean suddenly groaned in wild abandon and immersed her face into the fluid, pink crevice of her upthrusted loins, the honey-blonde, young wife's eager tongue darting like a frightened lizzard deep up into her wetly seething vagina! "Oooohhh God… yesss, Jean, yessss!" Oh God almighty! She had been right! She would never get enough of this breathtaking creature! Her tiny tongue was like a licking flame against the sensitively reaching walls of her cunt! And then she was licking her clitoris! Brushing and caressing the erect little bud with sweeping, knowing strokes that were just about to drive her fucking crazy!

"The camera! The camera!" Link Morgan, windedly choked out. "Get a picture of that…!"

And she did, that and several more, wondering how many would be blurred, and if she'd give a damn if they were…? But then, something else happened! Her screaming loins triggered their first signal to her brain as she watched with raised head, Jean's wild, uninhibited tonguing of her clitoris!

"Oh… oohhh, baby… Lydia's going to cum…! Please don't stop! I… I'm cuuummmmmniiiinnnggg…!"

Furiously, the blonde young wife licked and slavered between her thighs, the other's passionate cries of ecstasy all Jean needed to know of the intensity of the emerald-eyed girl's ecstatic moment! She tasted the sudden liquid release of Lydia's cuntal secretions as her luscious naked body jerked and trembled beneath the sensuous laving of her feverishly working tongue, that intricate explosion of her feminine juices abruptly pushing her own moment of climax to the crest!

"Oh, shit, fuck!" Morgan's vulgar voice exclaimed behind her. "I-I… me too, Lydia! It's… it's cummmmiiinnnggg… Jesus Christ, it isssss!"