Robert Vickers - Hungry wife

She didn't understand it but she wasn't going to deny herself this little pleasure.

"You are properly punished for allowing a clog to fuck you," Alex said. "But I must check your cunt to make sure there was no permanent damage from having your father fuck you. That, after all, is incest. Incest!" He let the word roll off the tip of his tongue as if savoring a fine brandy.

It burned in Carole's ears. She had committed incest with her daddy and now her principal was punishing her for it. And he was going to probe deeply into her pussy to make sure that no real damage had been done to her private parts because of it.

He was so kind to do this.

And Carole came when Alex drove his iron-hard cock all the way up into her cunt. He didn't use any slow entry. He positioned. himself and then rammed his hips forward. He surged balls deep into her impossibly tight cunt. The pain had made all her muscles contract. Now he threatened to rip her apart all the way to the chin with his cock because of her, tensed muscles.

"Damn, you re hot!" he cried. "And you squeeze down all around my cock like a fist in a velvet glove! You're going to mash me flat with

your cunt! I love it!"

She barely heard the man. She was struggling against the ropes binding her. The wild passions unleashed inside her body by the forceful fucking and the whipping had pushed her desires past the breaking point. For the first time in her life, Carole felt entirely free to express her sexual needs. She couldn't help what the man was doing to her. He had tied her up. She struggled hard against the ropes and couldn't free herself.

With her legs pulled apart wide like that and her body bent over the chair, she had no way of getting her pussy away from the man's fucking cock. He could do anything he wanted to her. None of this was her fault. She was his victim. She was nothing more than a pussy to plug his cock into.

She screamed and let her muscles convulse as bard as they wanted. For the first time in her life she had an orgasm that robbed her of all sense of time and body. She was cast free of her body and soared high on the hot winds of complete ecstasy. She glided and fluttered through the fairy land of her own desires and then slowly came back to earth and her senses.

"Oh, ohhhhh!" was all she could say. Her body was covered with sweat and she felt her mouth turn completely dry. But there was a drained feeling in her body that had never been there before after a come.

This one had been the Big 0 all the sex books

talked about. And she had gotten it by being tied up and whipped and then fucked in the crudest, least sophisticated manner possible. But that wasn't her fault. She was still at the man's mercy.

And he might not have any mercy.

That idea made her shudder again and ask, "Are you going to fuck me up the ass?" She didn't know what answer she sought in that question. Her cunt was still hungry for cock.

But her asshole burned with desire. To have a hot and hard prick up it and fucking her hard would be paradise on earth.

"Yes, yes, I'm going to!" came Alex's reply. She felt empty as his prick left her cunt. For a moment, she was sorry she had mentioned this to him. Her pussy felt so hollow and aching. It needed a cock, it needed a hell of a lot of cock flicking it to be complete.

But when his battering ram of cock entered her asshole, she was glad he had dipped down, however briefly, into her cunt. The juices on his cock eased its entry up her back passage. Her entire shit chute had never been filled with more cock than now. The whipping and quick flicking. had made his prick impossibly big.

He didn't use his cock like he had on her cunt. The hole was smaller and his speed of entry was slower. But it wasn't possible for her to stop it. Even if she'd wanted to, there was no way in hell she could have prevented the man from fucking her up the ass.

"Please," she moaned, not sure if she felt pleasure or pain at the intrusion of his cock all the way into her asshole, "please!"

"Please what?" the man grunted. His hands pressed hotly into her tortured ass. She cringed away from the grip as much as she could. With the bent double position and her hands and legs bound, she couldn't move far. The hand started stroking over her tortured ass meat until she was in a paroxysm of pain.

Or was it pleasure? She couldn't tell. The prick was hot and virile and just what she'd been wanting. But the way his hands stroked her beaten ass flesh gave her agony she could hardly bear up under.

What thin partitions pleasure from pain divide- she closed her eyes and tried to get it all sorted out inside her head. She felt the thick rod of prick fucking her ass, slowly, surely, deliberately. It pulsed inside her shit chute until she wasn't able to feel the pain any more.

Pure pleasure. And then he pulled out, leaving only the thick head of his cock buried inside her clinging ring of asshole. The pain returned. She felt empty inside and knew the full measure of her whipping, But the cock returned and she was lifted up and away from the pain she felt.

Soon, Carole wasn't able to tell the difference between the joy she felt with the cock fucking her or the pain from the way he manhandled her buff. They were all mixed together into a

delightfully erotic combination of orgasm producing sensations.

As his cock vanished balls deep into her ass, she came. Hard. It rattled her teeth and made her sob and shudder.

And she came again when his hand clutched wildly at a mound of ass. The half moon of buttock was almost ripped from her body he twisted and pulled at it. Something inside her clicked and she came again. The gasping, clutching, breath-stopping sensations blasted into the woman's body and gave her the ultimate in human pleasure.

Carole didn't try to work it out in her head. She just knew that being tied up and at the man's mercy was a turn-on for her. A big one. She could stay like this all night long letting him cornholed her.

And she did,

Alex didn't tire of this game easily. By the time he had come and had untied Carole, it was in the wee hours of the morning. he groaned and sighed, wondering if she was going to be permanently folded in the middle, like one of the. Centerfold models in the men's magazines. All she lacked was a couple of staples and it would have been a close match.

"But Michael, you can't be serious!" she protested. Carole felt a thrill inside but she couldn't tell if it was from fear or excitement. What the man suggested was outrageous.

"I mean it. Look at the way you're responding. It, well, it's sort of a package deal."

"She finally got to you, didn't she? You

couldn't stand it looking at her young ass wiggling back and forth on the hard seat. Did she stick out her tits and shove them into your face?"

"Carole, look at it this way. He's not going to be doing anything he hasn't done before. And if we do this right, he'll never know it's you."

She sat, her arms crossed, as she thought of what Michael was saying. The idea he had presented appealed to her in a big way, but it was so damned kinky she couldn't let him know how hot the suggestion had made her.

To fuck her own son!

Michael, through whatever means were at his disposal, had made the arrangements with Buddy's girlfriend, Cheryl. The hot teenaged chick had been after Michael's cock all year long. She had offered to trade a roll in the sack with Buddy in exchange for one with her. Michael had been more than receptive to the idea.

"P11 insist that both Cheryl and Buddy wear masks. How does that grab you?"

Right in the crotch, she wanted to say. Not trusting her voice, she simply nodded and smiled.

The lights were all out in Michael's apartment and, when the two teenagers arrived, Michael quickly explained the rules to them. Carole listened and heard Buddy's complaints, but Cheryl quickly talked him out of them. She guessed the teenaged girl would do anything to get Michael's trick into her hot, gooey little cunt. She smiled, a little broader. That foxy girl had a lot of taste. She