Curt Aldrich - Wild neighborly wife

"Come on, Carol, loosen up. It only hurts when you fight it."

"How would you know?" she said in a joking tone. She was trying to be tactful, to bow gracefully out of this uncomfortable situation.

"I know because I've broken in scores of women, Carol, some of them young girls with asses half the size of yours, and I never met one who didn't love it once she loosened up. So relax, it only hurts when you fight it."

The muscular masseur kept the pressure on. His prick was drenched with her fuck-juices and cock lube kept bubbling from his piss hole. Despite her vise-tight asshole, his cock was too strong and slippery for her to resist it, and slowly, her asshole opened.

"That's it, baby, rein. You're gonna love it."

Carol's mouth gaped as wide as her asshole as the huge cockhead slipped inside her. It felt like a hot, grinding fist.

She took quick short breaths, panting like a woman in labor. "Take it easy! Go easy!"

"Relax, girl, relax." Richard stroked her ass firmly, worked his fingers into her lower back, stimulating her nerves there. His cock slipped in farther.

Her pelvis was going to split apart from the pressure. Her ass pucker was splitting with a thousand fissures.

"It hurts!" she whined. Every cell of her body felt as if it would explode.

"It's half in," the masseur said. "You can take it. Man, what an asshole you've got! I can feel a dozen pulse beats in it." He flexed his cock, wiggling it inside her.

Despite the tingle of lust Carol felt as Rick's cock throbbed and squirmed in her asshole, the pressure in her loins kept her whimpering. "Please take it out!"

Rotating his hips, Richard fucked his cock the rest of the way in – all the way in. "Awwww, yeahhhh!"

Carol cried out with pain. Richard clapped his hand aver her mouth.

"Jerk yourself off!" he said, his body trembling. "Come on, play with your pussy!"

Too delirious with pain to do anything but obey, Carol shoved her hand between her legs and rubbed her fingers between her swollen cuntlips. Blubbering into Richard's hand, she pinched and twisted and pulled on her clit. Immediately, the painful pressure in her loins began to ease.

Fuck-sensations pulsed through her pussy and asshole. As Richard began to slide his cock in and out, the very pressure that had given Carol such pain, now gave her such ecstasy that she giggled and cooed. She wiggled her ass, fucking Richard's ass-reaming cock.

"What did I tell you?" Richard took his hand off her mouth. "What did I tell you, huh?" His enormous prick plunged in and out, only the cockhead remaining inside her on the outstroke. "What did I tell you, girl?"

Carol laughed. "Oh Rick, this is marvelous! It doesn't hurt anymore, not one bit."

"Feels great, doesn't it? I never cornholed a woman who didn't love it."

The sliding of his huge fucker in her shit hole gave Carol such pleasure that the stopped jerking herself off and reveled just in the sensation of being ass-fucked. It amazed her that her asshole alone could be the source of such pleasure. She knew without a doubt that she wouldn't have to touch her cunt to achieve an orgasm. Getting fucked up the asshole would do the trick just as well.

"Mmmmmm, you're so wet and hot in there!" Richard said, humping rhythmically, watching his big greased cock fuck in and out between the tight rings of her ass pucker. "I could slide my prick in there forever! It feels right at home. Your asshole is where it belongs."

If he wanted to keep his prick up her asshole forever, it was fine with Carol. Her asshole was just like a second cunt, she was discovering. In fact, the pleasure she felt now was so unique, so wild, that she wondered if she didn't prefer getting ass-fucked to getting cunt-fucked.

"Harder!" she gasped, grinding her ass at his belly. "Deeper! Oh, yes!" Her tits swayed, flapped. She banged her ass at his abdomen, churned her asshole on his cock. "Fuck me! Fuck meeee!"

"Baby, you are so fucking hot!"

Richard held her at the middle, his big hands nearly encircling her waist. As he fucked his prick up her whole, as he smacked his belly against her upturned ass, he twisted and jerked her body with his powerful hands, working her back and forth, working her in circles, pleasuring his cock in her asshole at whatever angle it wanted to.

Carol blubbered and gibbered, tears of pleasure leaking from her eyes. She tossed her blonde head wildly from side to side, contracted her pleasure-filled asshole, writhed like a fish impaled on a spear.

It felt so good! It felt so fucking good!

"Let's come!" she moaned. "Together! Let's come!"

"I'm close," Richard mumbled. "Real close!"

Every inch of his prick ached and itched. The woman's asshole was so tight that his prick would have been skinned alive if her asshole hadn't also been so wet, so well lubricated. His cock made juicy squishing noises inside her. Her asshole gripped rhythmically, like a fist-sucked rhythmically, like a mouth. Already, her asshole was just as skilled at pleasuring his cock as her cunt was.

"Oh Rick, I can't take it!"

"Oh Carol!"

The young man's cock flexed powerfully inside her, quivering like an electric vibrator. His cum exploded up her asshole.

"Awwwww, yeahhhhh!"

"Shoot it!"

Her asshole exploded around his cock.

Carol's eyes crossed and rolled. She felt dizzy and giddy. As her asshole undulated and clutched with spasms, her pussy contracted, drooling hot juice down her legs.

"Rick, this is heaven!"

The grunting, jerking, thrusting young man was out of his mind with pleasure. Jolts of electricity shot through his fucking cock as the jism streamed through his piss tube and burst like hot butter into Carol's ass guts. His fingers sank into the soft flesh of her waist. He growled like an animal as he humped her, fucking his boiling cum-load up her asshole.

"Fuck you!" he grunted. "Aw, fuck!"

Carol came out of her orgasmic trance slowly. Even after she'd stopped spasming, she worked her asshole around and around on the young man's pulsing cock, sucking the last drops of cum from it, milking the last twinges of fuckpleasure through it. Pleasant waves of fuck sensation and relaxation flowed through her body, through her legs and feet.

"Mmmmm Rick, this is fantastic! Don't ever take that big thing out of me. Leave it plugged in me forever."

"Wish I could," the masseur said. "But it's just my luck that I've got another appointment in five minutes."

Carol groaned as his prick slid out of her. Her asshole remained wide open for a few moments, then contracted and closed. Rick made her stay up on the table until he'd cleaned every drop of fuck-juice off her – with his tongue. He had a tongue like a calf.

"Come back now," he said as he unlocked the door.

Carol adjusted her bikini halter and panties. "Can I get in again later today? This evening maybe?"

"Sorry, I'm booked up till closing."

"Shoot!" Carol said. Then she kissed him as long and hard as she could before he shoved her out the door to make way for his next lady client.

Fritz arrived precisely at 4 p.m., dressed in nothing but shabby cut-offs that could hardly contain his swollen cock. Rivers of sweat ran on his skin. He dropped his empty newspaper sack on the floor of the foyer and fell against Carol, out of breath and moaning.

"I ran all the way so I could be with you." He pulled her head down, forcing his tongue into her mouth.

He was slippery in Carol's arms. His probing tongue sent chills through her body. Her pussy began to pulsate, and she knew she couldn't wait. The wine-spiked soft drink she'd mixed for him could wait until later. She broke his fierce kiss and took his hand.

"Come on, darling, down the hall, quickly!" Hyatt had called a few minutes ago to inform her that again he wouldn't be home until late, so there was no chance of his walking in on her and Fritz, but she locked the bedroom door anyway, just to be on the safe side.