Carlotta Graham - The animal urge

Behind her, her dark-haired husband gazed down at the gratifying spectacle of his long thick prick wedged up against her luscious virginal anus. He had always dreamed of fucking his proud young wife in the asshole and now he had the perfect opportunity to do it and not worry, for a change, about when the spoiled girl felt sufficiently loved to bear the initial pain for his sake. His sperm-bloated balls tingled with angry desire as his fingers sunk cruelly into the soft flesh of her pliant white buttocks, pulling them apart, wider and wider until the tiny brown hole parted a little. Suddenly understanding the fiendish nature of his intentions, Diane began to squirm and whine, but she could not manage to elude his grasp.

She felt the end of his finger start to probe at the entrance of her exposed rectum and she clenched the tiny puckered opening tightly in a desperate effort to prevent the awful penetration that she knew would soon come. Bill continued to jab for a minute at the sensitive outer edges of the small brown elastic circle and then suddenly shoved forward with a sadistic grin on his handsome face, sinking the finger in with a jerk up to the first knuckle. Diane jumped forward from the pain, a gurgling moan rising from her throat. She suffered as he moved the finger around in little rotating motions and gradually the agony lessened. She relaxed a bit until she felt the extra pressure of a second finger ram unexpectedly alongside the first. This time, it did hurt and she jerked away in an effort to escape the painful entry. Her husband pulled back, though, and continued to move the two fingers inside her painfully-stretched rectum.

Oh, God, Diane thought as tears of pain and humiliation rose to her eyes, he was really going to make love to her back there and there was nothing she could do about it. She would never live through this – would never be able to face herself again after this ultimate degradation and subjugation. Even what had happened with Wolf had been child's play compared to this… How foolish she had been to ever think that perhaps Bill would understand what she had been through this week! she mused as a tiny spark of righteous anger kindled in her anguished brain. Her beloved husband was a devil, a horrible fiend!

Diane tried again to cringe her buttocks away from Bill but it was useless. He held her firmly with one hand as he wormed his fingers in and out of her with the other, turning and twisting them in the tight narrow hole. The pain lessened more and more until gradually she felt a slight sensation of pleasure from the unnatural reaming. She was just beginning to enjoy the feeling of the fingers in her rectum when suddenly Bill pulled them out of her.

The two fingers seemed to slip out reluctantly, the elastic ring of her anus clinging to them until they popped out with a slight sucking sound. He forced her lush legs wider with his knees, dropping his head to her buttocks to lick wetly at the crevice between them, moistening the tiny brown hole with his tongue and sending delicious shivers coursing over the beautiful girl's back.

Then, Diane felt Bill's hands jerk her hips higher, driving her full breasts more firmly into the back of the couch. Her flint-eyed husband peered down at the tiny hairless circle of her anus and smiled bitterly at how completely she was subjugating herself to his desires… now when it was too late to make any difference. He grasped harshly at her soft hips, holding them steady before him as he impressed his long, slender cock in the moist naked split of her cunt, running it up and down the full length to moisten it with her own guilty wetness. Then, he guided the pulsing cock forward until it touched the slightly-stretched little anal mouth and moved it around, lubricating the tiny cringing hole. Diane gasped in fear at the first startling contact. God, it would never fit! It was too big! She tried to move forward again but he held her solidly.

"Darling, don't do this to me… to us…" she groaned back at him.

"You weren't all that worried about us when you were getting fucked by our prize German Shepherd," he mocked her.

She felt his hairy loins behind her and his hard cock searching and probing into her upturned buttocks. Then, she felt a direct jabbing pressure between his hands that was soft and rubbery at first and then grew into an unresisting blunt hardness.

"Billlll, noooooo! Aaaaaggghh!" she finally screamed as she felt the tight resisting nether ring giving way before the unyielding pressure of his cock, its head popping into her with a jerk. She screamed again and then groaned ceaselessly as the blunt intrusion of her own husband's cruel shaft vibrated through every fiber of her being, pushing the soft velvety flesh inside of her widely-stretched anal passage in great waves before it. She groaned with pain as it sunk deeper, deeper, deeper… on and on into her until she felt the coarse hair of his loins smack heavily into the softness of her vagina below.

Bill was inside her, in her asshole, all the way up to the hilt!

He paid no attention to her anguished cries and began to fuck viciously and without mercy into the soft depths of his young wife's sweet, tight asshole, bringing further sobs of pain and humiliation from her tortured lips. She had never felt so soiled and debauched in her life and her whole behind felt wet and used as he levered up behind her and began to plunge the full length of his punishing cock into her with long smooth strokes. Her body jerked and quivered and her thighs, now that her resistance was broken, periodically convulsed as an extra hard thrust seared into her tortured rectum. She could hear his grunts of sadistic pleasure floating through the silence of the room around them and suddenly she hated herself and her body for the joy it was giving him, even though there was nothing she could do to prevent it. Then, despite the pain, she clenched her anal muscles tightly together in an attempt to pull out his cock at its very roots.

"Aaaaaaaah, Gawwwwd," her husband groaned, throwing back his head in ecstasy from the feeling of her warm clasping anal flesh enveloping his cock. She was sorry momentarily when he cried out, but she could not stand still and do nothing while she was being brutally fucked, even though the pain was lessening now. In fact, the sensation of his cock-head riding deep into her rectum was starting to send little darts of warm pleasant feeling in her stomach, as though she had a second cunt and was slowly learning how to enjoy its use.

She moved backward to meet the forward thrust of his stiff prick, undulating her body and swinging the cheeks of her round ass in little tight circles, clasping her anus tightly shut as he withdrew mightily on the out-stroke. Bill rammed into her with fresh power, knowing that she was beginning to like this depraved ass-fucking, the feeling of being impaled on his long staff like a sacrificial piece of choice animal flesh.

"Oooohh, yessss," she moaned as he slammed harder up into her belly, pushing her forward and down until her breasts were smashed flat against the back cushions of the couch. He felt her tighten her anal muscles again and again around his hard thick length buried in her back passage. His cock throbbed crazily and he flexed it up deep in her rectum in an answering signal until he feared the head would explode from the pressure around it like a burning hot, tight-fitting glove.

Her obvious surrender added to his excitement and in a vengeful effort to torture his wayward wife, Bill pulled his imbedded cock almost all the way out of her rectum until just the blood-inflated tip rested inside the hot rubbery passage, then grinned as he saw her try to squirm her nakedly-writhing buttocks back tighter on its rigid length.

But the spectacle inflamed his own lust as well, and with a hoarse moan, he pulled her ass-cheeks wider apart and drove his pelvis into her smooth yielding behind with a jarring vicious smack. He began to ram rapidly into her, hard and deep, battering into her quivering backside with brutal slaps that resounded through the house. His sweating face dripped on her lovely hollowing back, making it glisten in the pale afternoon sunlight in the room. He had now completely lost control of his obscene lust and he felt his cock expanding in the warmth of his wife's stretched rectum. His balls began to throb almost painfully and his hardened prick felt as though it were about to explode in the rubbery tight grip of his gorgeous wife's vice-like back-passage.