Danny Starr - Go Down Payments

Now Bernie began moving his finger around and around, widening her anal tunnel a little at a time. Soon he was sliding a second finger into her, and though there was some mild discomfort at first, she began enjoying it even more as her asschannel sucked on his fingers, pulling on them, almost refusing to let them go.

Bernie's other hand was gripping his cock, tugging it back and forth, getting it ready to shove into her asshole. He liked the way her rubbery asscheeks shook when she wiggled her body from side to side, trying to get the most from his probing fingers. He continued slowly pumping his fingers in and out of her rectal tunnel, enjoying the tight, buttery sensation of her clamping interior.

"That's enough of that," Walter snapped, burning with anger that she should be enjoying what he'd meant to be total humiliation. "Give her the cock."

Bernie, quick to obey, slid his fingers from inside her ass, yanking it out with a soft "pop". He had her on her side, and using a leg to keep her upper leg from closing, he arched his hips forward until his throbbing, thick penis pressed against the puckered entrance. At first, Florrie didn't understand what was happening. She had supposed the man would plunge into her cunt from the rear. Feeling the pressure against her anal orifice, she realized what Walter wanted done, and sweat broke out all over her body. The bastard! The cruel bastard! How could he do so horrible a thing to her?

The thick, phallic dome pressed harder against her puckered entryway. His hands gripped her hips to gain better leverage as he realized his entry into her ass was going to be difficult, very difficult.

"Hey," he gasped to her, "Push your ass back. It'll make it easier, honest. Just push back like you was trying to take a crap."

Florrie no longer knew what to think as she felt the increasing pressure push against her rectal hole. And then she first realized, nice as his fingers had felt inside her, she had no desire for him to push the cock into that tight place. It could do some damage to her. Oh, God!

"N-o-o-o-o-o-o…!" she screamed. "Oh God! No… no… no… you'll tear me apart!"

She began screaming louder as the pressure increased. Her brain began dizzily spinning as the total impact of what was happening finally hit her. Her rectum could be cut to shreds. The cock she felt pushing against her tiny asshole was much too big. There was no way she would be able to take him inside her. But the man behind her continued applying pressure, pushing forward with greater and greater effort.

This is what I want, Walter thought, staring at her screwed-up face. Yes, this is what I want. Feel it, Florrie? It hurts, doesn't it. It hurts a lot. And this is just the beginning. You'll learn once and for all you don't cross Walter Morola, no matter who you are.

But even as he said these things to himself, Walter felt the pain she was feeling. He suffered along with her, crying inside. She was the one woman he had ever loved, and he was the reason she was in so much pain. He was the only one who could stop it, but he wouldn't. He must never show a sign of weakness… never. His men must never see him acting soft.

Bernie thought his cock would snap right off if he didn't push it into her tight anal stricture, shortly. Geez! She had a great ass. He had fucked more than one in his lifetime, but nothing like this one. Christ! Even the young girls whose asses he had plumbed hadn't been as tight as this hole. Wow!

He shoved forward, applying more strength. The tiny muscle guarding the entry way began to slowly yield. The sphincter could no longer hold out against him, and he shoved with all his might, and suddenly the thick dome of his throbbing cock popped into the narrow, clutching tunnel, held tightly in place by her sphincter as it closed around the rim of his corona.

"Goddd! Oh, Goddd! It hurrrrtttttsss!" Florrie screamed, feeling terrible agony as his thrusting cock stretched the narrow walls of her anus wider and wider. It spread the interior to an impossible breadth, and the pain was so overpowering, she thought she would faint. She tried pulling forward in a vain attempt at escaping the wicked skewering, but her body was tightly held by the boy's strong grip on her broad hips.

There was no escaping what was happening to her, so she relaxed her body, resigned to accept it.

Bernie felt the final resistance of her anal muscles finally cease, and he slowly pushed his hips forward, feeling his long phallus several inches into the tight, clutching rectal tunnel. Florrie bent forward, feeling the heavy prong slide deeper, and though the pain no longer increased, it was still there.

Bernie felt her bending forward was a sign of total surrender, as if she were offering her ass to him to do with as pleased him. He shoved forward again, applying more strength, and his weighty cock ran down the deep tunnel into her colon, moving until his hairy thighs slapped against her naked, moon shaped buttocks. The sound of the "smack" as his flesh met hers seemed to echo throughout the room.

"Unnnhhh!" Florrie gasped, feeling a combination of pain and heated thrills, making her wonder just what was happening to her.

She felt as if a white-hotrod of steel had penetrated her rectum, yet the fire from it brought a new, perverse kind of thrill for which she was totally unprepared. It was jammed all the way into her back-tunnel, filling her as if she were clogged with waste matter, only the penis was continually pulsating, sending wild signals to her brain.

"Oh, wow!" Bernie gasped. "She's really tight back here," he triumphantly called out, letting the other two men know he was as far in as he was going to go. The urgent pulsing of his penile point, throbbing sensitively within her, kept him from ramming it in and out of her then and there.

Florrie, listening to his voice, realized he wasn't the man who had been touching her earlier. God! She hated Walter more than ever. He had kept his promise, all right. He had brought two men in to take his place.

If only he had been a little more decent toward me, she thought. If only he had been willing to accept me and leave my daughters alone. I would have given him anything and everything.

Sadly, Florrie realized, in spite of what her cousin had done to her, there was a love for him hidden deep, down inside her. She hadn't wanted to admit it before, because she'd thought him to have too much of a sadistic streak in him. And if he was enjoying this, then she was right. She would never let him know she loved him.

Bernie gripped her body tightly and tugged, pulling her over and onto him, lying face up, still impaled on the pulsing prick by way of her pained ass.

"Marv," he gasped. "You go in the front way. But you better work fast. My cock is sensitive and it's gonna blow itself out in a minute."

Florrie's ears were closed to what Bernie was saying as she concentrated on making the pain lessen. Her teeth were tightly clamped together, and her mind was concentrating on the stretched tunnel of her anus. She was afraid, for a moment, that the long, thick penis would reach through her colon right up into her stomach, tearing great holes in her. When he finally started pumping that heavy flesh spike of his in and out, she wanted her body prepared for it.

Then she felt another weight on the bed, and opening her eyes, through the blur of tears she saw the same bearded face as before. What was he doing there?

Marv went crazy, seeing the lovely young mother's wide-open pussy being presented to him. He had been watching Bernie's cock pushing into her ass, and the sight of her squeezing cheeks had really heated him up. He had also noticed Walter staring, and he couldn't mistake the look of lust in his employer's eyes. God! This was the first time he had ever seen Walter do something stupid.