Roman Hans - Hot and horny Holiday

It was too much! She really couldn’t stand it. The last she remembered was trying to scream with Marcus’s prick still down her throat. Chapter 9

Dee Dee's dreams were nightmares. Huge poles, larger than her body, were somehow being rammed up her ass and down her throat. She couldn't move, she couldn't breath, she couldn't cry out, and she was being electrocuted with a mind-boggling current of excruciating pain and unholy rapture. She knew they were dreams because she would awaken in a cold sweat, terror struck, then gradually calm as her familiar dresser, vanity, drapes, pillows, and bed flooded into her reason.

She didn't know how many times they repeated themselves or how long she had remained in bed. The dreams occurred in the dark and light indiscriminately, but with each awakening there was less soreness to her ass and throat.

Now it was day and bright sunlight bathed her room. She stretched and felt alive again, then shuddered in remembrance of Thursday when the Brazo brothers had dropped her off. She had fallen in bed, never so physically and mentally exhausted in her life. Her asshole and throat were deadly sore from the abuse rendered by the dwarf and giant. But what had turned her into a near-vegetable, what had sapped her vigor and damn near killed her had been that fiendish Sister Maude's bridal cock.

She chilled and pulled the comforting blankets up to her chin. Never again! She vowed, never ever, would she submit to such mind-boggling torture.

"You're awake!" Aunt Clara's face smiled away the frowns of concern. "You slept so long, I was becoming worried!" She came to the bed, sat and held her hand to Dee Dee's forehead. "No fever. How do you feel, Honey?"

"Pretty good." Dee Dee smiled and was surprised that she was telling the truth. She did feel rested, peppy, and anxious to go, to do. "How long did I sleep?"

"Well," Auntie smiled, "'today is Saturday."

"It isn't!" Dee Dee was shocked. "I slept a whole day and a half?"

Aunt Clara nodded. "And now you're hungry, I'll bet!"

"Right." Dee Dee couldn't believe she had been that tired, but she was hungry. "For some pancakes and juice. Tomato juice. Do I have time to shower?"

Auntie's gentle hand brushed back the covers and tenderly cupped one of Dee. Dee's warm breasts while at the same time dipping her head and brushing her moist hot lips dovelike over Dee Dee's. "If you have a moment for Auntie, Love, she will clean you."

Her kiss brought a warm surge of promised pleasure that almost stopped her. hunger pangs. Oh my I It was so nice, so different from the brutality of the brothers. She lifted her tingling alive breast for more of the caressing goodness that was radiating urges to her wetting vagina. Oh yes! She allowed Auntie's glowing tongue to enter her mouth. Yes! Yes! A untie could clean her.

Dee Dee threw off the blankets and gave her body to Auntie. Almost immediately, Auntie shifted positions. Her feverish tongue left her mouth and seared thrill bolts of sensuous pleasure under her chin to the hollow of her throat, then danced on the slope of her voluptuous breast. Simultaneously her delicate hand scurried tantalizingly to her quivering stomach muscles, to glowing mons veneris, then lightly, licentiously, teasingly passed her drooling quim to her inner satin thigh.

"OOHH," crept out of Dee Dee's lips. "Do it! Auntie! Do it!" She panted and thrust-fucked the air for entry and relief.

"Yes, yes." Auntie sat up suddenly and clawed frantically at her dress for removal. But before she could get it off the spell was broken by a pounding on the downstairs screen door and a loud voice demanded.

"Hey, anybody home?… Police Department."

"Police?" Auntie froze in her actions and stared wildly at Dee Dee. "What do they want?"

Dee Dee's blood chilled as her mind raced. What? Why? Was it about the accident? But how could they have found out? She hadn't reported it! "Hey," the rough voice came again, "Police… come to the door."

"I'm coming… just a moment," Auntie called, raised from the bed and straightened herself. "You stay, Honey. I'll find out what they want and be back. Don't move now."

But Dee Dee had lost the desire. She followed to the stairwell and strained to hear.

"Yes, I'm her Aunt. I'm her guardian. What seems to be the trouble!" The words floated up to Dee Dee. "Truancy," the rough male voice said. "Did you know your niece hasn't been to school since Tuesday?"

"Certainly," Auntie said, "she's been ill. I should have called. I'm sorry."

"Oh," the rough voice seemed disappointed that he didn't have another victim. "Well, you should have called. It would have saved me a trip."

"I'm sorry," Auntie repeated. "I should have called. Is that all?"

"Well, it's not something to be taken lightly, you know. There is a law that requires minors to go to school, and we… "

Dee Dee didn't have to hear anymore. It wasn't about the accident, and Auntie would cover for her school absence. She went back to her room for a cool shower, then to eat. She was starved.

Bo called while she was in the middle of break fast and wanted to see her about the car.

"What is it? Tell me!" she urged.

"No, not over the phone." He sounded anxious. "Just get over here as soon as you can." And he hung up. It took her appetite away. Auntie was suspicious.

"Why couldn't he ten you on the phone? What's the big secret? He just wants to get you in bed again."

"Why you're jealous." It amused Dee Dee.

"Certainly I'm jealous." Auntie was angry. "Damn men are an alike! They don't know how to love a woman. They're not a woman. Don't go, Honey. Call him back and make him tell you what it is. Don't let him use you!"

Dee Dee was tickled. An her life she had been afraid of Auntie because of what Auntie could do to her if she didn't obey. She could send her to bed without supper. Restrict her to her room, not buy her a new dress for the dance, or worse, not let her go to the dances at all. Then she had let Auntie eat her pussy and everything was changed. Now she had the power. She was the boss!

"But I want to go!" She teased Auntie, "You started a fire this morning that only Bo’shuge wonderful cock can put out. Ta Ta." She smiled and waved out of the house.

Aww, it was nice to be a woman. She should have had her maidenhead busted a year ago.

Bo didn't have any bad news for his sister. Everything was going peaches and cream with Herbie and Bruce. What he did have for Dee Dee was a rock-hard cock and an almost insane desire to stick it once more up her tight, hot salivating slick piss hole. He would too, even if he had to knock her on her firm little ass.

He sat naked on the bed and stroked his large throbbing prick and wished she were here right now. Shit, he needed relief. His balls ached, his cock was so swollen and hard it threatened to break out of its stretched skin.

The jack-off felt good… but it was nowhere near like Dee Dee's slippery, grabbing, heaven cunt. Still, he had to do something. His passion was driving him mad. "Awww!" he groaned as the warming deliciousness began in his balls and spread down the length of his reddening tool.

"Oh Kitten! Kitten!" He could almost imagine it in her hot hole as he flailed on his pole and tried to pump up the goodness and release his aching nuts. "If you were here… if you were here… aawww Jesus!" The volcanic deliciousness was building and promising to erupt on the next stroke, the next… the nnexxxt… aaauuuugggghhhhh! Shit!!" His iron rod paused and belched out a glob of pure quivering, jerking heaven. Shit! Shit! He stroked against the spasmodic joy and relieved his balls in a series of spurting jism droplets. "Oooohhhh aaahhhhhhhhh!!" He slumped from the effort released his cock, then disgustedly wiped up his come from the floor with a handkerchief.