Neil Forit - Lust Takes A Holiday

"Aw! Agh! F-fuck me!" she crooned, her eyes darting about like those of a frantic animal. Hardened cocks were everywhere, quivering above her and pointing, poised at all parts of her body. No longer compelled to hold her down the men had begun stroking them in time to the bucking of the jerking woman's hips. She was surrounded by them, imprisoned by them and all the time the most magnificent of them was fucking into her, expanding the walls of her loins with each savage stroke. For a moment she remembered that the curtain hadn't yet been opened and that her husband hadn't been able to see the degradation she was undergoing.

She had almost forgotten the main reason why she'd allowed herself to do this. But there was nothing she could do, not now at this moment.

She was a helpless captive against the lewd ravishment being inflicted on her by the four men.

"God, don't stop, please don't stop!" she gasped quickly, her brain reeling and whirling as she rotated her upthrust ass faster and faster in lewd lascivious circles to keep pace with the monstrous cock flesh that was ramming ceaselessly into her. She could feel someone seizing her hand and placing his cock in it, and then her fingers automatically clasping around it and beginning to rub it back and forth in a maddening sensual rhythm. No longer caring what was happening, she stroked it faster and faster, feeling it bulging and jerking in her hand.

Suddenly it jumped and as her eyes widened she could see quick jets of sperm leaping from its quivering head, raining down on her breasts like hail on a tarpaulin. At the same time, the contractor rolled his eyes and groaned, and suddenly his cock shot off like a firecracker, his bloated balls forcing gush after gush of white-hot cum deep into her loins. She ground her naked crotch up tight against his pelvis, her nibbling cunt lips milking his penis clean until with a groan he fell back, his deflated cock popping out limply from her warm, sated pussy.

Under his giant body, Dinah sobbed with frustration. It just wasn't fair that she should be deprived of the climax she had fought for while these men used her body to satisfy their own selfish desires.

Especially when Fred was having the time of his life on the other side of this strange aquarium, free to do what he wanted with all those women who'd clustered around him. It was the double-standard again, and she thought she would never be able to conquer it. Then suddenly she remembered once again the whole purpose of why she was doing what she was doing. Opening her eyes, she shrieked a command at the lust-crazed men around her.

"Open the curtains, dammit. Now!"

To her surprise she could see the mayor immediately jumping to her order and pulling the drawstrings so that the thick velvet curtain slid wide apart, revealing a view into the other room.

"Don't you worry about showing your husband," he chuckled. "We're not finished yet. No sir, not by any means."

"You bet your sweet little ass," Haskins, the police chief, guffawed.

"We got plenty more lead in our pencils."

"W-what are you going to do next?" Dinah demanded, her legs still splayed and thick streams of cum seeping out from her cunt and down the insides of her thighs.

"You'll see," the mayor said. "Now get down on your hands and knees."

"Yeah, just like a bitch sheep dog," Haskins grinned lewdly.

Puzzled, she obeyed nevertheless, planting her knees in the gritty sand and supporting herself with her arms out in front of her. She suddenly felt the weight of the mayor behind her, his hands stretching wide the white cheeks of her buttocks. Immediately she assumed that he was going to take advantage of her the way her husband had done last week and was comforted by the fact that not much more damage could be done to her vagina now after what she'd been through. It had horrified her then, but now she didn't care at all what she'd been through.

"Now just you relax," the mayor comforted her. "You just take it nice and easy, even though it might be a little uncomfortable at first."

Slowly, two of his fingers wiggled into her asshole and began squirming around inside, widening the tight little ring until she could feel a cool breeze rushing inside. She found herself squirming her buttocks back against his ministrations, her sphincter muscles clasping and unclasping in a rhythmic cadence. Tiny moans of pleasure rippled from her lips as his feverish manipulations increased in intensity, bringing to her sensations she never experienced before. Her will power seemed to be entirely drained as her excitement built, and she felt herself desperately desiring that he would ram his stiff male member inside as her husband had once done from that position.

"Come on, spread your legs, sweetheart," he demanded.

And automatically she could feel her knees sliding slowly apart on the gritty sand, expanding her anal passage wider and wider so that it could be abused by the man behind her. His finger continued to prod at the deep little hole as she winced, jumping forward slightly from the tense contact.

It entered slowly, not hurting as she'd anticipated but sending a sensation of surprised pleasure through her body as the finger wormed its way deeper and deeper into her rectum. With a sawing motion he began to draw it in and out, widening the tiny anus more and more. She cried out and grabbed the sand as though she were grasping for a branch to keep from falling off a cliff. He forced in another finger and this time it hurt. She winced with pain and tried to squirm away from the impalement, but the mayor locked her close to him with one hand tightly clasped on her hip. For a brief moment he was still, then his fingers began working together inside her once again, corkscrewing into her asshole without mercy, stretching the tiny puckered hole until she grunted in pain each time he twisted his hand.

The other men watched in fascination at the cruel subjugation of this lovely young wife by the city official. Their jaws gaped with disbelief when suddenly Dinah's flushed face began to show joy. Her mouth hung open and she began panting and mewling as the mayor's long fingers probed the depths of her asshole, and she rotated her buttocks back against his hand.

"Goddamn, jam that hand up in there!"

"Go to it, mayor. Cornhole that sweet little bitch!"

"Waaa-hooo, can she move that ass!"

The excited noises grew loud and boisterous as though they were all at some kind of barn dance, and they whooped and hollered mercilessly as she began to respond to the skewering of her ass with abandoned fervor.

Suddenly she realized what the mayor was preparing her for. He was going to stick his cock in her rectum! No, he couldn't possibly have meant it, she thought as her mind raced like a forest fire out of control. That was a perversion so disgusting she could hardly imagine it. All the time she'd thought the mayor was just priming her with foreplay to enter her vagina from the rear, and she had to admit how much it had stimulated her. In fact, she was so aroused she could barely stand it any longer! She wanted his cock, that big bulging cock sliding into her pussy flesh, not back there.

"Not my asshole!" she screamed back at him. "Don't fuck my asshole!"

She could feel his fingers pulling out, the rubbery skin of her anus clinging to them and making a sucking, hissing noise as her spincters reluctantly released them. Then she felt him push the cheeks apart again and she cringed forward, grinding her breasts down into the sandy bottom of the aquarium. Any second she expected his bluntly throbbing cock to ram into her back passage, but to her surprise, she felt his hot breath raking the crevice between her ass-cheeks, his tongue flicking teasingly at the tortured opening. His mouth clamped tightly over the hole next and his tongue thrust through, forcing a low guttural moan from her throat. The sensation aroused her to new heights of fervor, and she squirmed maddeningly before him.