Peter Jensen - The blackmailed mother book II

Jennifer gave an awful look of sadness to her mother, which Lonnie could only return with tear-blurred eyes, and then the girl moved over Zeigler's loins and assumed a semi-squatting position, her white, firm buttocks and the darker shadows of her crevice poised directly above his blunt, aching penis.

Lonnie moaned involuntarily from the lewd scene as Zeigler ran his hands between the girl's legs, his fingers greedily pinching the firm skin of her inner thighs and the smooth cleft between them, and then he parted her trembling buttocks with both hands so that the tiny, virginal anus was visible to Lonnie's gaping eyes. Her own backsides still throbbed from the effects of the gangster's earlier defilement of her rectum, and she knew instinctively that he was doing this to her daughter as a special way to break them both.

"Look at it, Lonnie-baby. Nice and young and hairless." Zeigler taunted the frozen woman. Then he leered up at the quivering back and lower torso of the fifteen-year-old daughter of Roger Carmel and felt her cower as he drew her firm young buttock cheeks wider apart. Then he levered her down… down… pressing the tip of his cock into the tiny, throbbing hole, wet from her inadvertantly aroused excitement. Arching his loins, he raised up slightly, directing his hard instrument straight into the tightly clenching orifice, and Jennifer screamed: "AAAAaaaggg! Uuugh!" and she twisted her buttocks above his thighs, trying to throw the slowly invading cock from her, but he held her firmly and with each buck of her body his prick skewered into her defensively resisting anus another cruel and painful inch. Her mother held her breath and then groaned in empathetic response to her daughter as she saw Jennifer's tiny stretched anus clasping desperately at Zeigler's thick, throbbing cock as he sunk his rod halfway to its hilt, and she knew that her daughter had no more chance of resisting than she, herself, had had that same afternoon.

Jennifer flailed her legs on either side of his as she rocked backwards in agony, and that made her sit on his huge cock with no other support – and she grunted helplessly and dropped to his loins as it slipped unimpeded up into the rubbery depths of her small, child-like rectum. She jerked spasmodically and then lay still to ease the pain of the cruel and complete occupation of her asshole, knowing it was impossible to fight it, and movement only served to widen and stretch her tiny, hopelessly clutching little anal cavern to greater and more painful dimensions.

Zeigler ground his teeth together. "Christ, she's tighter than you were, Lonnie-baby, but damned good!" he hissed, and then he guided her with his massive hands on each outer side of her trembling, young thighs up and down his turgid shaft in long, smooth strokings, bringing groans of pain and humiliation from the teen-ager's tortured lips each time. Lonnie watched mesmerized, moaning in concert with Jennifer's mewls of agony, her eyes a few scant inches from where the gangster's hardened penis was stretching her daughter's backsides and pile-driving rapaciously into her anus. Lonnie could see every detail; the moist long cock wet with its own secretions drawing the ragged pink edges of her daughter's pink sphincter muscle out on the outstroke, then disappearing back inside as he rammed it home again deep in her belly, and the mother got up on her all-fours, her vision totally absorbed by the obscene spectacle of this man sodomizing her only daughter on and on, screwing her from behind and beneath as Jennifer rode bravely up and down on his lust-hardened cock.

And as Lonnie stared in subservient anguish at her helpless child, she began to detect that Jennifer's moaning cries of pain subtly changed to low whines and then to a tone which left no room for doubt! Jennifer was beginning to enjoy it with a strange kind of masochistic pleasure, the same kind that had thrilled her mother to orgasm that afternoon. Perhaps it caused by the very helplessness of her position or from the lewd, obscene thought of being fucked in the ass while being watched by a hundred beady, lust-incensed eyes; but whatever it was, Jennifer was loving it, and her hips started to move of their own volition, meeting the upthrust of Zeigler's cramming prick, her whole, young nubile body undulating in tiny, abandoned circles.

The sight of her daughter, her innocent darling young girl, going stark raving mad the way she was and turning into a sex-crazed female was too much for Lonnie Carmel. She continued to watch the sodomized, ravished Jennifer respond more and more feverishly, and once again she thought of her own reactions this afternoon when she had taken Zeigler's huge cock all the way in her rectum and had pushed back in torrential explosions… and in the loving way one person can feel vicariously for another, she sensed an odd wetness in her own anus as if he was screwing her again instead of her daughter.

Then was added further ambivalence of agony and fascination to heat her loins as Lonnie superimposed the depraved scene she had witnessed the night before on this very same bed, confusing her daughter with the incensed girl of then. It was too much, too damned much for her not to react to, and Roger Carmel's black-haired wife started to mechanically, as if she had no mind of her own, undulate her own body salaciously as weird sensual thoughts grew in her mind, swamping her flesh and fibers; and as she continued to watch the corruption of her daughter, she began to push the fear, the self-guilt, the hatreds out of her head and replace them with desire. Desire – dear God, she was beginning to enjoy the sight of the depraved assault on her young daughter's naked anus! Her belly churned and a tremendous wave of sensual excitement poured over her, inundating all other emotions. Oh God… how could she not enjoy it!

Jennifer Carmel was crooning now, her mind filled with the horrible pleasure billowing from her tortured rectum. She gyrated her buttocks down hard against Zeigler's pelvis in an effort to knowledgeably widen her back passage, and she leaned back against the debauching gangster, her arms resting on the bed at the elbow. Her beautiful black hair-covered pussy was wet and glistening with her excitement now, and her mother could see its long, pink furrow trailing from her quivering young clitoris down to her writhing buttocks where the gangster was massively splitting them with his hard, pumping cock, his hands holding them apart with his urgent and spasming fingers while he buried all of his thick, sensitive shaft in the girl's wide-splayed anus, his heavy balls pulsing in full, erotic view.

Lonnie couldn't have contained her own seething sensations any longer had she wanted to. She crawled the remaining few inches and nuzzled her face in the soft, sweet-smelling pussy of her daughter, returning the liquid embrace of Jennifer's mouth on her vagina by starting her tongue from the tip of Zeigler's testicles, taunting the half-inch of exposed penis not yet swallowed by her child's pulsating, open hole, and upward, finally sucking the inner lips and clitoris of the young excited girl. She reached back between her own legs and massaged her now burning, unquenchably fired cunt, wallowing lewdly in the pleasure of her debasing inability to prevent her wild, desire-maddened body and mind from demanding fulfillment.

The depraved gangster lasciviously watched Lonnie Carmel become subjected to the entrancing sight of the anal fucking he was giving her daughter, and instantly he was spurred on by the absolutely lust-billowing enhancement of Carmel's wife licking his balls and her child's tender pussy. He flexed the shaft of his impaling, thick cock and made a tight, half-choking laugh as Jennifer wailed in pleasure/pain and surged downwards with her rectal fist of soft, pliant flesh, and violent spasms of delection whipped through his loins. Jennifer continued to raise her hips and thighs up and down over Zeigler's plundering cock, and simultaneously press her wet flowering vagina against her mother's wildly sucking mouth while furiously Lonnie lapped her tongue about her daughter's delicious tasting pussy, her own unsated passions building and building until she could hardly breathe.