Colin Johnson - The panty lovers

Ann had never seen anyone so debauched and humiliated in her entire life and even as Birindelli's muscular cock began to saw slowly in and out of her own abused pussy, she found she could not tear her eyes away from the depraved sodomistic sex act being consummated before them on the other side of the mirror. LaFarge levered up on his knees, mumbling foul obscenities in French, and began to fuck lewdly in and out of Jenifer with long, smooth strokes, never quite withdrawing the cruel instrument of her torture past the painfully stretched elastic ring of her anus. With every backstroke, Ann could clearly see the tiny ridges of Jenifer's clasping pink anal flesh being pulled out along with the perverted designer's penis, only to disappear again as he plunged forward up into her with a viciously powerful forestroke.

"Exciting, isn't it," commented Birindelli casually as he continued to slide his long slippery cock in and out of Ann's gradually moistening vagina. The voluptuous brunette realized with a shock mat her own pain had almost vanished while she was preoccupied with the couple in the next room, and that her burly Italian boss was now sending tiny spurts of forbidden pleasure darting up through her entire trembling body.

And she had to admit that he was right. Despite her worries about Jenifer being ripped apart by the vicious ass-fucking the Frenchman was giving her, Ann had to confess to herself that the scene had highly aroused her. A strange masochistic feeling which she had never experienced before began to trickle through her confused, half-intoxicated mind. Keeping her eyes fixed on the sight of Jenifer's unnatural ravishment by LaFarge, she began experimentally undulating her own soft yielding buttocks in gentle lascivious circles, keeping time with the steadily persistent rhythm of Birindelli's hard-driving thrusts from behind. Towering over her submissive body, the corporation man smiled evilly to himself as he fucked into her wetly seeping pussy with long firm strokes, balancing the weight of his hard athletic body on the balls of his feet on the backstroke and then shifting it rapidly to his toes as he fucked relentlessly up into her. He could hear the faint sound of his balls slapping obscenely between her softly trembling thighs and feel her masochistic submissive desire growing steadily as the soft fleshy ridges inside her moistly flowering cunt clung to his pistoning cock, as if to prevent him from ever withdrawing from her.

"Oh, Christ," Ann burst out finally, no longer able to control her real feelings. "Don't ever stop! Fuck me like that! Keep going! Harder!"

This was all the encouragement Birindelli needed, if indeed he needed encouragement a all, and he grinned to himself in the dark concealed room, knowing that he had successfully fucked his way through the last wall of her resistance to him. Using his hands to open widely the moistened crevice of her buttocks, he looked down with satisfaction to see his angry red cock sliding wetly up into the willingly yielding softness of her vaginal canal, knowing that his young employee had never before in her life been fucked this deeply and that he had been given the privilege of blazing new trails into her warmly welcoming young cunt.

Ann moved her feet apart another few inches, ripping the seam of her tightly stretched panties, and feeling the cool wooden table top press against her naked flesh, and she sensuously rotated her heavy pendulous breasts against the smooth dry surface, deliberately exciting her tiny lust-stiffened nipples into even greater hardness. The humiliation and shame were all gone now, vanished completely and conquered by the delicious masochistic pleasure of bending over like the lowest of all slaves and being fucked brutally from behind, with her panties down around her knees, by this tough unfeelingly sensual man. Her mind was thoroughly fogged, but through the alcoholic mists came at least one clear thought: She would never be the same again! Once having known this tremendous stimulation, this hideously obscene pleasure, she could never go back to being the modest doctor's wife who accepted having a little tired sex in the missionary position only on Saturday nights. Whether he realized it or not, Birindelli was changing her life and she tightened the muscles in her wildly quivering belly and rocked back against her boss as her way of saying thank-you.

Once again opening her eyes, Ann saw that things were also changing on the other side of the mirror. Jenifer was still groaning and grunting every time LaFarge skewered viciously up into her, but the tone of her voice was different and Ann sensed that her friend was now fully lubricated inside her brutally-expanded anus and capable of giving as good as she got. Her slender panty-trapped hips were moving swiftly backwards to meet the lust-maddened Frenchman's forward surges and she ground her buttocks lasciviously into his loins with all the energy left in her fair white body, working lewdly against LaFarge like a female demon possessed by some evil spirit.

Jenifer's long blonde hair tossed through the air as her loins bucked and twisted beneath the sinewy Frenchman. To Ann, it looked as if her friend was actually pleading with her merciless lover to cum and fill her backside with his fiery white sperm. And LaFarge, seeming to sense his victim's sudden need for release, bent over her supple white back and reached across her churning belly to locate the tiny pink bud of her clitoris which he tickled and twirled maddeningly between his lewd fingers. Jenifer's savagely tormented body was not slow to react to this stimulation, jerking convulsively as LaFarge tortured her sensation-packed flesh and Ann realized that her friend was nearly at the point of an orgasm, despite all of the horrible things that had been done to her.

"Now! Now! Fuck my ass! Shove it up in me!" Ann and Birindelli heard the sex-maddened model scream as LaFarge fucked into her again and again. "Oh… Jacques…" she gasped, "… I'm… cum-m-m-m-m-m-in'!!!!!"

While Jenifer wallowed in the pleasure of this intense animal-like subjugation, LaFarge gasped for air, babbling incoherently in French, and shoved his body forward in a series of mighty thrusts which seemed strong enough to tear right through the delicate walls of her rectum and penetrate all the way up into her nakedly writhing belly. As Jenifer's orgasm rippled lightening-like through her frail body, the young blonde model tightened all the muscles in her frantically heaving belly, involuntarily doubling the pressure on LaFarge's relentlessly pistoning cock, and the Frenchman felt himself slipping. Groaning with delight, he poured his potent male sperm deep into her flowering young anus, filling her with the sticky hot liquid until it overflowed, forcing its way back down past the powerfully-ejaculating cock and dribbling down the crevice of her buttocks into her openly neglected cunt.

The two of them collapsed in a pile, groaning with the intense pleasure they had given each other, but Ann could no longer spare any attention for what was happening in the living room. She herself was fast approaching an orgasm, stimulated beyond control by what she had witnessed and by the feel of her boss' equally stimulated cock sawing in and out of her achingly throbbing cunt. Birindelli was fucking into her like a madman and she could feel every inch of his lust-crazed shaft as it buried itself deep within her. She bucked back against him with all the strength left in her pleasure-wracked body, and felt the unbearable tension that preceded her climax.

And then it began to happen!

"I'm cumming," she cried in a voice made shrill with lust. "Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

The orgiastic fluid from deep in her belly was flowing freely now and the lights in the room around them seemed to whirl and flash as the spasm swept uncontrollably over her, starting deep in her smoothly straining belly and radiating out in all directions as she frantically clutched the table beneath her for support.