J Watson: Weekend wife

Gayle was crying. She felt the tears pouring down her cheeks. She didn't know what to do. She knew that Mark was capable of hurting her if she didn't go along with him.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Pussy, baby. That's all we want. Now get your clothes off and let's see what you've got to offer."

Gayle began to undress. Mark didn't like her slowness and he slapped her again. She was down to her bra and panties and she quickly took them off.

"Stand up," Alan said.

She stood. She felt Alan's and Mark's eyes burning holes in her bare flesh.

"Turn around," Alan commanded. "Let Mark see what a nice ass you've got. Mark likes nice asses."

Gayle turned for them, posing in the ways that they demanded. Finally Mark approached her. He put his hands on her full tits and began to squeeze them softly.

"Alan didn't lie," Mark said. "You've got a nice body. A fucking nice build."

Gayle couldn't help the feelings that were rushing through her. She didn't like Mark. She thought he was ugly and cruel. But he was turning her on. God, how he was turning her on!

Mark laughed as her nipples began to grow hard. "You are a hot little bitch," he said. "I bet you like for men to knock you around and tell you what to do."

"Yes," Gayle admitted.

Gayle had finally realized the truth about herself. She was enjoying being told what to do by Mark and Alan, enjoying being dominated by them.

"Take my cock out," Mark said.

She reached for his zipper and undid it. She reached inside his trousers and found his cock. She drew it out. It wasn't as large as Alan's but it was meaty and thick.

"Put it in your mouth," Mark said.

She looked up at Mark. Sucking a man's cock was something she had never done. Not even Richard's. She was afraid. He took the back of her head and forced her toward his cock.

He was not hard. She sucked him into her mouth easily. She found that she liked the taste and odor of him. Most of all, she liked being forced to suck his cock.

"Suck it up hard, baby," Mark said. "Suck it up hard and I'll give you a reward."

"Yeah," Alan laughed. "A mouthful of sperm. A mouthful of hot cum for you to swallow."

His cock began to grow hard in her mouth. She sucked his prick inexpertly, but he seemed to enjoy it. Both of his hands were wrapped in her hair and he was pulling her up and down on his cock.

"That's it," he said. "Now use your tongue a little. That's it, baby. Use your tongue on that hole. God, you're making me feel good."

She did as he directed for a few minutes and then she tasted her first taste of salty sperm. She pulled her head back quickly.

"No," he said. "Take it in your mouth. Take every drop. You'll love it."

He pulled her head back to his cock once again and she sucked him in. Now he seemed to fill every spare inch of her mouth so that she couldn't breathe.

"It's coming," he said. "Oh I'm coming! It's going to be good, baby! You're going to like it! Take it all! Take every drop!"

He exploded a gusher of cum into her mouth. At first she didn't want to swallow. The cum ran out of her mouth and down the side of his cock.

"Swallow, bitch," he demanded, and his hands clutched the sides of her head.

She started to swallow, taking his cum down her throat. He continued fucking her mouth until every drop was drained from his prick. Finally he released her.

"Pretty good for a first time," he observed. "But you got to get better. I'll teach you to be a good cocksucker."

"But first," Alan said, approaching her. "I'm hotter than a firecracker and I need some loving."

She turned to face Alan as he undressed. He soon had his clothes off and stood before her.

"Get on the bed," he said.

His cock was rigid between his legs and Gayle quickly climbed onto the bed.

"On your hands and knees," he directed. "I want to go in from behind."

She climbed onto her hands and knees and Alan knelt behind her.

He ran his cock between the cheeks of her ass and then up and down her thighs. Finally he pressed it against her pubic hairs. He pushed and just the cock-head slipped into her warm and willing pussy.

"Here I go!" Alan yelled.

He gave another shove and his prick went deep into her cunt. He put his arms around her waist and tugged her back against him. He began to make her move against him, letting her do all the work as they fucked.

Gayle began to feel good. She had already felt the first tremblings of desire while Mark was forcing her to suck his cock. Now the tremblings were becoming stronger.

"Look at her move," Mark said. "You can't tell me she doesn't love a hard prick in her pussy."

"Oh yes," Gayle agreed. "Yes I do!"

She was beyond trying to pretend. The prick sliding into her cunt was awakening desires that she had forgotten she had. Richard had only fucked one way, with him on top and heron the bottom. It was fun but it was not the answer to the intense desires she had had as a young girl.

She'd often had thoughts about rape. Being forced to please a man was a thought that sent shivers of excitement up and down her body. But she had known that it would never happen, and it never had – until now.

"Ahhh," Alan moaned. "Gawd almighty, she's moving good! She's got a sweet cunt!"

"Oh," Gayle said. "Oh I can feel you coming. I'm going to come with you. Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh fucking Gooddddd!"

Alan poured his cum into her cunt as she flooded him with her hot cunt juices. Jesus, was it good! Alan fell away from her and Gayle stretched out on the bed. She looked up to see Mark grinning at her.

"You'll come with us now, Gayle," he said. "We've got to get a little bit to eat."

"Yes," Gayle said.

"Then you'll come back and shower and put on that sexy little nightie you had put out to wear. Then you'll unlock the side door to your room so we can come in."

"I will," Gayle said.

"Good," he smiled. "Now let's go eat."

Gayle's thoughts were on Richard as she went to eat that evening. It was partly Richard's fault that she was in this position. Richard had always been so sweet, so gentle, but what she had needed was a man to knock her around, to force her to do humiliating things.

Though she had not been unfaithful to Richard before Alan, she had not come to Richard a virgin. Her cherry had been long since taken by one of her brothers.

Gayle's parents had been very poor. They'd had three boys and two girls and very little room. Most of her life Gayle had slept in the one room that served as a sleeping place for all of them.

Her brothers were vulgar, brutal boys. They were the school bullies. Bigger than most boys, they pushed everyone around. Especially Gayle and her sister, Stephanie.

Gayle was very frightened of her brothers. She would lie awake in her bed at night and listen to the boys talk.

"Wake up, Stephanie," James said.

James swung his hairy legs off his bed and walked to where Stephanie was sleeping. He shook her. She came awake slowly and then her eyes opened wide. She was more afraid of James than Gayle was. James teased her unmercifully.

"What do you want?" Stephanie asked.

"We just wanted to talk," James said. "Why don't you come over here and talk to us?"

"I don't want to," Stephanie said.

Gayle could see just a little in the dim light. She knew the boys thought she was asleep. She saw James bent over by Stephanie's bed.

"Get your butt up," James said. "Come over here to my bed. We want to talk to you."

"No," Stephanie pleaded. "Leave me alone."

James slapped her. Stephanie started to cry and he slapped her again and again until she stopped. He took her by her wrist and pulled her out of bed.

"Come on," he said.

Gayle watched as he pulled and dragged Stephanie toward the boys' beds. He pushed her down on his own bed. Gayle could see his teeth shine as he smiled at her.