Milford Thomas - Step-Daughter Initiation

Her swollen breasts slid back and forth, the nipples grazing the mat beneath her, adding to Maryann's delight. The sensations drove her wilder and wilder with lust. She kept telling herself that a lady wasn't supposed to enjoy these things. The thoughts she'd had earlier, about wanting her own orgasm, were wrong, but all the thoughts in the world didn't stop the ball of flame in her belly from continuing to expand. Nor did they keep her from panting with physical enjoyment, even if her mind didn't want to accept it. Her womb pulsated with lust. There was a burning demon in her cunt in need of feeding. It fed on sperm.

Herb's bloated balls walloped her clitoris again and again, enraging the demon within her, making it roar out its lust. Tremors racked her body, shooting through every nerve-ending, weaving through the walls of her shuddering vagina. Maryann felt more, vibrantly alive at this moment, being fucked dog-style out in the open on the deck of the cabin cruiser, than she had ever felt in a bed. The huge, swelling cock nailing into her cunt repeatedly no longer felt as if it were an extension of her husband, but rather some overwhelming monster satisfied only with her vaginal juices. It was a living fiend feeding on her sexuality. It was terrifying-and exhilarating.

Staring between her breasts, watching her nipples sweep along the mat, fire raged through her each time the lusting pole violated the tender interior of her heated well, driving in repeatedly, with a mind of its own. Her eyes locked on his shaft each time the pulsing member withdrew until only the corona lay locked behind her tight, squeezing cunt-lips. Each time, it hesitated, then drove right back into her depths, moving down the length of her slick, clutching channel. Her vaginal lips seemed to have the strength and agility of her oral lips as they sucked and pulled and nibbled hungrily at the heavy pole until it totally filled her tight interior. The crispness of his pelvic bush pushed into the crevice between her full asscheeks with every lancing thrust of his phallus. Maryann felt salacious thrills continually shatter their way through her, building heavier lust, inspiring her to respond by punching her hips back to meet Herb's forward attack. The long, hard, deep thrusts of her husband's lancing cock made her feel overpowering joy grind deeper and deeper into her churning loins.

Feeling his wife's response, sensing her gradual motion around the shaft of his phallus, Herb Rheingold knew he was finally getting through to her physically. This time it wasn't the liquor. This time it was his cock taking effect. He concentrated on keeping his seed from spilling into her depths before he finally made her come.

Her lovely white asscheeks continued rotating, picking up speed, animated by the pumping pressures of Herb's pounding dick, and each time the man withheld his penis an instant before plunging in, the woman feared he might pull it out and never put it back. At this point, that was worse than being raped.

Her rounded buttocks leaped back and excited Herb Rheingold, letting him know he'd finally gotten through to his wife. The man was excited. His cock began ruthlessly pumping into her tight twat, thrilled to know she was actually fucking back. He watched the muscles in her breath-taking asscheeks tighten each time he slid out.

Maryann gasped when his hands gripped her asscheeks and his thumbs sank into the pliant crevice. Her oval asscheeks spread, and Maryann felt Herb's burning gaze center on the pucker of her rosebud-like brownie. She felt her hole puckering, then opening with every forward and backward stroke. His cock plundered her inflamed cunt. Without breaking his rhythm, Herb's body shifted. Maryann squealed as his finger worked into the smooth, hairless crevice, pressing against the tiny pucker of her tight asshole. Slowly the finger began probing and worming its way into her anus.

"Unnngh! God! Herb! What are you doing? Anggh! Owww! Ahhh!"

Maryann was confused by the strong pleasure and strange discomfort she felt. She gasped in masochistic helplessness. She lifted her undulating asscheeks higher, pressing against her husband's worming finger, wanting the worming digit to sink deeper. A new wave of licentious lust swept through her. Her tight sphincter yielded to the pressure of his finger.

Her husband was violating a part of her body he had never previously touched. Not even her first husband had attempted touching her there. She knew it was obscene, wicked, but she also knew she dared not open her mouth and complain for fear of losing this man. If it pleased him to rummage through her rectum, then let him do so. By now, Maryann had enough sense to keep her mouth shut, save for the lewd grunts and groans she was unable to stop.

The deeper his finger sank, the more wonderful were the feeling running through her. Perhaps it was unnatural and wrong, but it sure as hell was fun. She felt his finger, in up to the second knuckle now, moving and wiggling back and forth inside her anal passage. She churned and screwed her lust-fired buttocks-around the finger as she writhed and corkscrewed her pussy around the driving cock. Maryann gasped wantonly. It was more than merely adjusting to the digital invasion of her anus. She wanted the finger thrust even deeper. There was a new pleasure searing through her body.

"unnnggghh, aaagh, oooohhh, eeeyaagh. " she grunted again and again as the worming, turning, churning finger sank to the hilt into her rectum. All the while she lewdly shoved back against it while at the same time trying to absorb more hot, throbbing cock in her screaming, anxious cunt.

What the hell's going on up there? the little twelve-year-old girl wondered, writhing uncomfortably in her bunk. Whatever her new stepfather was doing to her mother, the woman was enjoying it. Maryann felt her husband's finger wiggling inside, tantalizing her rectum, plunging into her colon. The finger was inside her to its full length, and moving in tandem with the cock pushing into her seething cunt. Maryann decided it was almost like having a second penis inside her. The two probes were keys unlocking the ecstasy stored inside her.

Maybe men went to whores because whores treated them well. Well, why not behave like a whore and see if Herb really liked it? If not, he had no one to blame but himself.

Lewdly raising her buttocks, she rotated her hips maddeningly, slamming her two holes against the dual assaults pushing into her, taking the finger ever deeper into her anus while her cunt continued swallowing his hard cock.

Maryann felt the cock and finger rub against one another with only a thin wall of membrane separating them. His finger wormed deeper and deeper, reaching for her large intestine, her rectal walls clutching and squeezing the digit the entire time. Each twist made Maryann gasp with more pleasure. She writhed with wanton abandon, driving and grinding her buttocks back against the two impaling extensions. Her ass, like her cunt, was an inferno of thrills and enjoyment.

Maryann was suddenly aware of the orgasm building in her. More, she was aware it was building in two places at once. It never occurred to her she was capable of an anal orgasm as well as a vaginal climax. Now that she sensed them emerging, she ached to feel both. Sheer ecstasy built the thrills ever higher in her tormented body. Words started spilling out of her, and to her ears it was as if someone else was doing the rapturous shouting.

"Ohhhh… yesss… yesss… " her voice echoed through the quiet lake and into the surrounding trees. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuckme… "

It was more than Herb Rheingold could stand. The licentious words coming from his proud wife's mouth whipped him with sexual stimuli, making his desire run rampantly out of control. He had never seen such raw sensuality in her before, and in spite of all his efforts to restrain himself, he was insane with raw, animal passion.