"The exhibitionist wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grayson Gilda)

CHAPTER TEN

Just as soon as the front door of the Merril's apartment closed behind the departing Holdens, Ron gritted out, "You little bitch! How many other sons-of-bitches have fucked you… since you've been working at The Camera's Eye… or before that… for all I know?"

"Not anybody!" she answered dully. "He was the first… the first time I-I've ever been… un-unfaithful to you, darling."

"How can I ever believe that!" He pulled her up to stand before him and ripped the cover-up robe from her body.

"I swear it's the truth, Ron… and he was blackmailing me to… m-make me do it…!"

"… But, God… you like it! You begged him to fuck you!"

"I-l was too far gone, darling!" she tried to explain. "I had to… or I would've gone crazy!"

"Bull crap!" he swore, drawing back his hand to strike her.

Instinctively, she put her hands in front of her face and cried, "Please, Ron… don't hit me!" Then, saying something she hadn't intended to say defensively, she choked out, "Anyway… you were doing the same thing with his wife!"

Ron's hand stopped in mid-air and dropped to his side.

"Okay!" he growled. "I won't do that… but you're going to pay for this!"

Quickly, he took her by the shoulders and forced her down to her knees in front of him. Sadistically, he grunted, "You can start learning to suck my cock! Get it up good and hard for me… because I'm going to fuck you… like you've never been fucked before!"

"Oh, Ron… please… don't make me do that! I-I've never… ever…"

"No! But you sure as hell learned to suck cunt… haven't you? Do you like cunt… better than cock…?"

God! He knows! "Oh, Ron…" she sobbed. "I love you… and I-I want only you…?"

"Then do as I tell you, God damn it!"

She knew then that somehow she would have to prove her real and abiding love for her husband… and to do that… she would have to do as he said. With trembling hands, she reached out to the softened shaft of his cock, took it into her tiny hands and worked the foreskin back to reveal the soft pink of its head. Then, she leaned forward, ovalled her lips and took it into her mouth. She tasted the flavor of his semen remaining on it and found it tangy. Oh, God! Let me do it right… for him!

Inside her mouth, she felt the head of his cock throbbing to erection, as his pounding blood rushed into it to be trapped, and she experimentally swirled her tongue around the rapidly growing head, while at the same time, her hand gripping the warm shaft of it, felt the expanding, pulsing growth. It was a strange and new experience, and she found it sexily stimulating. Deep in her flat, white belly, the warm glow of new sexual arousal was being blown to life. Maybe… I can cum… again when he f-fucks me… so I can let him know… how very much I love him!

His prick was hard as a rock, now, and her other hand faltered out to his scrotal sac, her fingers caressing gently the bloating balls inside the silky-soft folds of tender flesh.

Suddenly, without warning, her husband flicked his hips and plunged the hardened shaft of his cock deep into her throat.

"Start sucking!" he ordered.

Susan almost gagged as the blood-engorged cock's head rammed down into the back of her throat. With an effort she controlled her instant nausea, determined that she would let nothing interfere with getting her husband back. She would have walked through a bed of burning coals for him, if he told her to do it.

Tentatively she tried it, her cheeks hollowing as she exerted a sucking pressure on the pulsing rod of his prick, hoping that she would do it just right to satisfy him, while at the same time her husband began thrusting in and out, using her mouth for a substitute cunt. Instinctively, she countered him, bobbing her head back and forth and making her tongue broad and flat like that of a nursing infant… And, below, she felt the fires of her own rising passion and the moisture of her readying vagina that bedewed the inner lips of her pussy. Oh, I feel so sexy… and nice… down there! I'll be good and ready… when he wants to… fuck me!

Susan closed her eyes thinking about it, a delicious shiver shuddering through her body. The way Ron's acting he'll be a savage animal with me! She tried to imagine how it would be, and she knew she would submit to his coming furious sexual assault on her.

Suddenly then Ron was pulling back and away from her forcing his now fully erect and pulsating cock out of her sucking mouth. "Okay! That's enough!" he was grating out at her. "My cock's hard enough to fuck you with now!"

Sitting back on her heels, Susan looked up at him adoringly. "Did I-I… do it right…?"

"Yeah! Now get your ass up on the bed!" her husband ordered.

Obediently she crawled onto the bed and lay down supine in the middle of it, allowing her legs to part in readiness for him. As he knee-walked across to her, his lancing prick all shiny-moist from her saliva, she imagined it as a punishing cudgel. Managing a smile she murmured, "I'm ready for you… darling…"

"You're not getting it that way, bitch! Turn over and get up on your knees!"

Again obediently Susan did his bidding. Occasionally, she had agreed to doing it animal-fashion, and she wasn't too surprised when he growlingly ordered her into that position. "All right… Ron…" she said sweetly.

Then, her husband was moving in close to her completely defenseless, upthrust, quivering buttocks, and she felt his finger dipping into the viscid moisture of her vaginal opening. It felt nice and sexy… And, he's being more gentle than I thought he'd be! Maybe he isn't too upset and angry with me after all…

Lulled into a sense of well-being, Susan waited expectantly for her husband's entrance into her now seething cuntal passage… Then, she felt his finger move upward to the puckered ring of her anus nestled between the white, trembling moons of her buttocks. Twisting her head around, she looked back at Ron questioningly, "Darling… what… are you…?"

"I'm going to fuck you in the ass!" he hissed back at her, his face contorted with lewd lust. "Just in case… it's the only place you haven't been fucked before!"

Heart-strangling, mind-shattering shock paralyzed her with sudden fear. "Oh, my God… No! No! Ron! Please!" she sobbed. "You know… I-I've never…"

"It's less than you deserve!" her husband barked at her. "I probably should be beating you with a horsewhip!"

A thrill of sadistic excitement passed through Ron as he looked down at her waggling, defenseless buttocks, the tight, little brownish and puckered hole of her anus exposed helplessly before his massively hardened prick. I'll teach her something… God damn it! Again, he sank his finger into the moist channel of her cunt and smeared it on the tiny aperture of her cringing anus, then holding the rock-hard shaft of his aching cock in one hand, he nestled the head of it into her cuntal opening to lubricate it. Finally, he placed the bloated head of his prick right on the secret opening between her fear-clenching buttocks, and using both hands now he spread the full moons of them wide.

Susan felt him begin an inexorable pressure against the tiny nether hole, and she knew that there would be no escaping it. He was determined to fuck her there. Suddenly she knew something else. Her mouth contorted, she flung back at him, "All right! Go ahead… and fuck me there! I want you to do it… so you'll know… how much I love you!"

"You… want me… to do it…?" Ron faltered.

"Yes! Damn it! Fuck me… in the ass! Fuck it… hard!"

He did!

Exerting more pressure, straining his back, hip and leg muscles, he pushed forward into her, and she felt the stretching flesh painfully. There was a slight pop and it was inside her. Her breath caught in her throat, and she stifled her scream of pain for a moment; then, full throatedly she screamed, as the hard shaft of his cock slid deeper yet into the soft sponginess of her rectum… But I won't try to make him stop! Masochistically, she wanted it… wanted to prove to him the deepness of her love. Again and again, she screamed with the pain, but no word of protest passed her lips.

She thrashed writhingly to escape the pain instinctively, but his strong hands held her in a vise-like grip, her every jerk only serving to drive his hardened cock-flesh deeper inside her.

"How do you like it, bitch?" her husband snarled.

"It… h-hurts!"

"Good!" It was hurting him, too. The tightness of her anus squeezed down hard around the thick length of his prick buried deep in her, and a light sweat had broken out on his brow. "Now, shove back, damn it! Shove back!"

She dared not obey him. Hunching back toward him as at the same time he drove forward, she felt yet more excruciating pain, his monstrously hard cock torturing the tender flesh of her rectum as it slid ever deeper until with one final, buttock-flattening thrust, he had forced it all the way up inside the tight constriction of her rear passage.

"Oh, my Godddddddd!" she wailed. "OOOOOoooooohhhh!"

Biting her lips until blood oozed from them, she felt his pelvis smack solidly into her upraised buttocks and his balls swing in hard against the lips of her pussy.

Now, he held himself still while his penis expanded lurchingly inside her warm depths. Slowly, her rectum began to adjust to the strange presence, but she still felt as though she had been ripped and tom by the unnatural invasion. Then, strangely she felt her building arousal. It was powerful… demanding. God, I really do want it… like this!

Kneeling behind her, his thick length buried deep in her rectum, Ron couldn't believe it when the soft, round moons of her buttocks began to churn back against him in a slow, fucking motion, undulating sexily. He moaned with the exquisite sensations of it. Christ! She's doing it herself! She's really wanting it…!

"You little bitch! You lied to me! Somebody must have fucked you in the ass before!"

"No… Ron…" she sobbed agonizingly. "That isn't true! I've never done this before… but I'm doing it… because I love you!" Desperately she wanted to make him believe.

Her face was turned to him, and he could see her lovely face distorted now in ecstatic delight as she thrust back against him, absorbing his throbbing cock deep into the smooth warmth of her rear passage.

God! What am I doing…? I'm punishing her… and she just love me more! She must be telling the truth! Holden was blackmailing her… and forcing her! Maybe… she couldn't help responding to him… wanting him to fuck her… after she was too far gone!

Suddenly, he pulled his thick, long, pulsing cock from her clinging anus… and he was turning her, taking her in his arms and kissing her. "God! Susan! Susan, darling… I must have lost my head… trying to punish you for something you couldn't help!"

"OOooh, Ron!" she breathed. "I love you…! And, I always will!"

"I'll try to make it up to you… darling…" he said contritely, "if you can forgive me… especially since I was being unfaithful to you… too… with Holden's wife…"

"Yes… Ron, darling… I'll forgive you… if you'll promise me something…"

"Anything…" he told her. "Anything you want…"

"Actually… there are two things…"

"Okay… what are they…?"

"Let's invite the Holdens' back… so that we can get to know them better…"

"That'll be easy…"

"I heard you tell her that you wanted her, again…"

"You mean… you want me to… to…"

"Keep your promise to her!" Susan finished.

"Then… you want us to go into a swinging thing… with them?"

"Yes… I think it'd be fun… don't you…?"

"Damned right!" Ron's mind charged about sampling the possibilities. "Now… what's the other part of your request?"

"Well…" she smiled up into her husband's face impishly, a hint of lewdness distorting her lips. "I want you… to finish what you started a while ago…!"

"Christ! Do you mean that…?" he blurted.

"I never meant anything more… in my life!" she told him levelly. "I want you to fuck me there… now!"

Excitedly, he was on his knees, and she was kneeling in position before him, an expectant, masochistic gleam in her eyes, wanting everything. She groaned as his hard throbbing cock went into her anus once more, soaring up into the smooth warm depths.

"OOooh! That's it… Ron! Fuck it… hard! Let me show you how much… I love you!"

Ron gasped, her words a goad to his lustful need, as she rammed back against him. The pain was obviously gone, now, and he began to saw in and out of her, fucking her in the anus with a wild abandon he had never before felt. She matched him, her face reflecting her salacious joy, as Ron watched the white, hardened shaft of his cock moving in and out of her clinging anus rhythmically.

In utter bliss, she ground back against him, taking all of him deep into her anus, until suddenly, unexpectedly, she came, the joyous rapture of it bursting from her mouth in a full-throated scream. "Oh, my God! I'm going to cum… again! Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuggggghhhhh!"

… Then, only seconds later, she felt a hot wetness flood her rear passage, as her husband's penis throbbed expandingly to pump his sperm through the length of him, buried deep in her rectum. "AAAaaagggh!" he grunted. "Christ! It's pumping me dry!"

Together, then, they collapsed on the soft mattress, and they knew everything would work out, as they embarked on a new phase of their sexual lives.

"Then, it's settled…?" Fred Holden said, expansively. He had just outlined his plan to open a Rent-a-Model studio and had asked Ron and Susan to help him run it.

"Sure, it suits me!" Ron told him. "I was going to drop out of school anyway…"

"… And, the best part will be… getting next to those lovely broads who'll be working for us…" Fred added.

"And… their husbands!" Evelyn reminded him.

"Let's drink up!" Fred said jovially, raising his glass of Scotch, his eyes watching Susan Merril, who sat across from him in a fetching mini-dress that exposed a good deal of her soft tapering thigh. Then, looking toward the couch, he saw that Ron Merril's hand was up under his wife, Evelyn's skirt, and it didn't take any imagination at all to know what he was doing.

Hastily Ron removed his hand from between her warm thighs and reached for his drink, feeling a little guilty, but Fred looked levelly at him and said, "If you don't mind… Susan and I are going into the bedroom… now!"

"I don't mind… but why don't you ask her?" Ron countered.

Susan was on her feet already, headed for the bedroom door. "He already has…" she said, "and I told him… yes!"

Fred Holden followed Ron's wife… and carefully left the bedroom door open, knowing that Ron and Evelyn would join them… later.