"AAIIEEE!!!" Sue shrieked, as the smarting pain nearly made her pass out.
He'd smacked her so hard it stung his work-hardened hand. There was a crimson imprint of his huge hand on the soft white skin of her shocked and cringing asscheek. It was good enough for her, the smart-mouthed little shit, Hub decided, going right on with it. If he had to beat that pretty young butt half off her, he meant to do it, in order to master her. All the fooling around was over. No more Mister Nice Guy would he be. Before he was finished with her, she would be glad to obey him.
"Let up! Let up! You're killing me! Please let up… oh, please, please," Sue begged, as he continued to spank her for long moments that seemed like hours. It felt to her as if he were literally setting her behind on fire. She couldn't stand it any longer.
"Apologize!" he barked, pausing again, panting from the effort he'd expended.
"Yes, yes," she gasped. "I'm sorry… for what I said. You're not crazy. I never thought you were. You're the boss. I know that now… and I'll mind you. I swear I will, if you'll only stop spanking me. It hurts. Lord but it hurts!"
Both of her buns were burning, their color having been changed from pale white to an almost neon red. Hub stared down with gloating approval at the reddened rump of the squirming, whimpering, sobbing teen-aged girl. She sounded like a chastised child, whereas only a few moments earlier she had enraged him with her outburst of haughty defiance. This new attitude of hers was more to Hub's liking. Just for good measure, he slapped her rosy-red rear end a couple more times, then he ordered, "Lay down!"
Sue slid off his lap and hurried to obey.
"Not over there, damn it," he scolded and, patting the very center of the mattress, he added, "Put it right here."
He didn't have to tell her twice. Obediently she scooted to the middle of the bed and positioned her feverish fanny on the spot her bullying stepfather-in-law had indicated.
"That's better. Now spread 'em, Suzy Baby."
"His voice sounded amused but his expression told her he meant business and would tolerate no more resistance from her. She spread her long, shapely legs, revealing to him the most intimate of her private parts.
"You're good and juicy now," he commented.
Sue said nothing. She knew her pussy was moist and swollen with unbidden desire. It embarrassed her to lie there with her legs apart, letting this brute of a man lean over her nude body to examine her groin at close range. He moved his face so near that she could feel his hot breath bathing the top of her trembling thigh. For a moment she thought he intended to kiss her right between the legs, and she shivered with a surge of perverted expectancy. But his lips only brushed the sparse blond hair of her mons veneris before he pecked a single quick kiss on her indented belly button then sat back up beside her.
"You're nothing but a hot-assed little cunt," he hissed, as he reached out and began running his hand possessively over her abdomen and breasts, all the while leering down at her as if to say, I'm your lord and master now, girl.
A mixture of shame and humiliation welled up in Sue. Her cheeks flushed and she turned her head to the side, closing her tear-misted eyes to shut out the sight of the man who was abusing her against her wifely will.
"Look at me," he ordered.
She shook her head. "I can't. I'm too ashamed."
Calmly he captured the coral cone at the tip of her nearest breast between her thumb and forefinger and slowly began pinching down on the tender tit-flesh.
"Nnnn!" she whimpered.
"Look at me."
The mounting pain in her nipple forced her to blink open her eyes, turn her head back toward him and gaze fearfully up at him. "Please stop. You're hurting me."
"Sure, hot cunt," he chuckled, and immediately he released her nipple.
"Are you ready for me to hose you now?"
"What an uncouth slob you are," she muttered, the words escaping her lips before she could think.
A wicked smile spread over his face. Suddenly he grasped both her tumescent pink nipples, pinching them harshly and twisting them cruelly at the same time.
"NNAAAHHH!" Sue cried, squirming and cringing, her pretty face drawing up in pain.
"Are you ready for me to hose you now?" he repeated.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes!"
And she was ready. The spanking had turned her on and now the sharp pain he was so sadistically inflicting upon her lovely breasts snapped something deep down inside of the very core of her being. It made no sense at all, but suddenly she was wild to have him manhandle her and take her violently.
"Your cock!" she gasped. "Give me your cock!"
He let go her titties and, grinning triumphantly, swung astride her tremulous torso on his knees. Leaning forward with his hands on his hips, he rested his hairy nutsack on her upper chest and wagged his massive member in her face, offering it to her but saying nothing. How it boosted his male ego when the pretty young wife of his absent stepson whined softly, as if she were fighting some sort of moral battle, and then, turning glassy-eyed, she gave up and grabbed his hard horn with both of her small, girlish hands.
"It's beautiful… simply beautiful," she breathed, skinning it back with tender loving care. When she'd bared the glistening knob of his organ, a choked sob escaped her and she began planting wet, almost worshipful kisses upon the oily, somewhat smelly surface of the purplish dome.
"Cocksucker," he slurred, deliberately defiling her by the way he pronounced the insulting obscenity.
Instead of deterring her, the belitting name-tag only spurred Sue on.
Purring like a hungry cat who was finally being fed, she stuck out her dainty pink tongue and started lapping up the clear cockcream as it oozed from the pouting eye of the man's enlarged glans penis. And she didn't stop there, either. Longingly she laved the entire bulb of his musky-tasting masculinity, literally scrubbing the exciting flavor off it with the roughened upper surface of her shameless taste organ.
Entwining his fingers in the silky strands of her naturally curly blond hair, he jerked her head back from his loins. Tauntingly he flexed his sex muscles again and again, making his prick dance in her hands as the head expanded and contracted repeatedly right in front of Sue's face.
"Please don't tease me like this! I don't know what you've done to me, but you've made me want your thing so bad! Give it to me! Don't hold me away!" She pulled, tugging at his rod and attempting to capture the turgid crown of it with her puffy pink lips. "I want to give you some head… blow you… go down on you! Please, please, please… let me suck your nasty dick!"
He laughed at her, degrading her all the more as he continued to taunt her by keeping the object of her oral affection just out of her mouth's range. This went on for two or three minutes before Hub grew tired of it, but he still refused to give the lust-lost young wife the oral satisfaction for which she was begging. Not that he wouldn't have enjoyed it himself, for he most definitely would have. However, in his mean mood of the moment he wasn't about to give Sue anything that she wanted so desperately.
"You filthy little pig," he husked, and he slapped her.
The smarting pain and sudden shock of being slapped so humiliatingly in the face brought Mrs. Sue Fletcher part way back to her senses. She shook her head as if coming out of a trance.
"Why, you, you," she sputtered, "you mean, awful man! I hate you, hate you, hate you!"
"Sure you do," he chuckled, swinging his legs down between hers, working himself into position above her. "But you love my pecker, right?"
"No, damn you, I loathe you and it, too!" she spat, lying beneath him, defeated but disdainful. "I don't know what came over me there for a moment, but whatever it was it's done with now. Get off me. Let me up, you dirty old ma-aannn! No, no! Don't! Ohh… stop! Don't! Stop!" she protested, as he brought the rounded tip of his plum-sized dickhead to her fluted portal and began wedging it into that fur-fringed crack of vulnerable femininity.
Within slightly more than a minute, however, the tone of the teen-aged bride began to change. She was still mouthing the same words, only now she was running those words together, going, "Don't stop… uunnn.
.. mmmmm… oh, don't stop now!"
He had stuffed the entire head of his fat dick inside her remarkably tight opening and was pausing momentarily to enjoy the delightful snugness of her flutteringly gripping gap. "Do you love my pecker?" he asked.
"Yes!" she sighed. "Love it, love it!"
"Just a couple of minutes ago you said you loathed it," he reminded.
"I di-didn't mean it," she told him, involuntarily undulating her hips and straining her loins up toward him.
"You lied?"
"Uh-huh," she readily agreed. "I must have. Oh, daddy, more. Give me more!"
"More what?" he taunted.
"More of that big beautiful dong!" she hissed and, throwing her arms around him, she clapped her hands over the hairy buns of his muscular rump and began tugging him ever downward, sighing again and again as he allowed her hungry hot hole to take in inch after hard, throbbing inch of his woman-stretching prick.
She was his to do with as he pleased now. Hub knew that full well. At the moment, it pleased him to hear her beg, so he paused with just a little more than half his girthful prong still remaining outside the heavenly wet warmth of her snug, velvety sheath.
"More!" she pleaded, without his having to coax her even a little bit.
He slipped her another inch of it.
"Ohhh," she sighed. "Oh, Yes, yes! More! Give me MORE!"
It seemed to anger him each time he had her just where most men would've wanted her – so hot and bothered that she appeared to be half out of her mind with desire, and actually begging for it – because all at once he snorted like a bull, cursed her and brutally drove the last four inches of his nine-inch phallus into the passion-drugged girl.
There was a ragged intake of her breath as Sue's tiny twat was forced open to the limit in order to accommodate the fantastic girth and length of the inboring bludgeon. Her mouth gaped open and her eyelids clamped shut. A tremor racked her feverish body. She emitted a cry not unlike the bleating of a lamb when the fistlike head of his inrushing organ hit the neck of her womb and shoved that pear-shaped organ of ultra-femininity a good two inches higher up into her abdominal cavity.
"Oh, Lord… Lord!" she gasped, shuddering all over.
With a grunt, her stepfather-in-law began humping away, giving it to her hard and fast right from the start. He didn't even give her time to catch her breath. She felt weak and feared for a moment that she might faint.
"Bitch! Whore! Slut!" Hub barked down at her, as he crammed it to her with all the force he could muster.
The bedsprings were squawking and creaking in a way that Sue's husband had never caused them to do when he was making love to her in this very same bed. But what Hub was doing to her now couldn't possibly be considered lovemaking by any stretching of even the most vivid imagination. This was nothing but raw, primitive sex. It was wicked and sinful, and it was also extremely exciting! Subconsciously Sue had been longing for the rough fucking Hub was now giving her ever since he'd raped her that first time.
"Do it! Oh, daddy, do it tooo me!" she rasped, rolling her head sensually from side to side.
Her arms and legs were for the moment sprawled about at various angles from her body. They had no strength and she couldn't seem to control them as they were jostled about on the bouncing mattress. In fact, she could hardly catch her breath, so fast and furiously was the big brute of a man screwing into her. She felt somewhat like a rag doll being shaken by a vicious, snarling dog.
Bam, bam, bam! was the sound made by the head-board beating against the wall.
"Harder!" she urged. "Faster! I th-think… I'm going to… to come! Oh… ohhh… oohhhh!"
It was only a miniorgasm, a promise of bigger and better things to come, and the misbehaving young bride accepted it gratefully and greedily. The way she was beginning to feel, she doubted that even her horny stepfather-in-law would be able to give her all the sexing she wanted. A force long ago suppressed by her strict moral upbringing was now being prodded awake by the pistoning prick which was pumping her so gloriously full of carnal pleasure. Strength began to flow back into her arms and legs. It soon became impossible for her to lie still. She flung her arms around the muscular torso of her husband's stepfather and started hunching her secreting blond slot up to him, eagerly helping with her own ravishment.
"You hot-assed little cunt," Hub hissed down at her. He stroked the staff of lust to her faster and harder yet, as if he meant to punish her for finding enjoyment in the indecent sex act he himself was forcing upon her. At least he'd had to force her at first.
Sue kissed him passionately on the neck and raked his hairy buttocks with the sharp edges of her sexy pink-painted fingernails, much in the same mood and manner as a rodeo cowgirl might use hers to spur a bronco in order to make him buck all the harder.
"Cheatin', cock-crazy bitch," he hurled at her.
His verbal abuse made her all the wilder for it. She drew up her legs, bending them at the knees, and planted her bare feet on the mattress.
The muscles in her thighs and calves contracted smoothly and swiftly as she began really slamming her sopping wet pussy up to him.
Wordlessly they clung to one another, screwing like mad for a couple of minutes or more. Soon they were both perspiring profusely, their abdomens slapping wetly together in mid-air. Hub was grunting rhythmically. Moans and sighs of sexual delight poured continuously from Sue's parted, quivering lips. The thickness of his pumping prong made the inflamed petals of her small sex flower fold inward each time he filled her with it. Then during the outstroke her crimson cuntal lips clung to his retreating shaft tightly, distending out obscenely from her body as if reluctant to lose his precious penis for even a fraction of a second.
"Ohhh," she sighed, matching him stroke for stroke now. "Oh, daddy, daddy… you darling man!"
The pleasure of it was taking Hub over now, too. He flashed her a lewd grin, then lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her, feeding her his tongue.
Murmuring in her throat, she licked back at his beery-tasting tongue and sucked it even deeper into her hungry mouth. There was an added thrill at having both her erogenous orifices filled by him at the same time.
"Shake it, Suzy Baby," he husked, when at last he withdrew his tongue from her suctioning oral cavern. "Shake that hot ass for your 'daddy darling man,'" he laughed mockingly.
But Sue was beyond being affected by his verbal taunts. A swirling fog of mind-blanking lust consumed her consciousness. Her only reply was a quickening of her raspy breathing and an urgent plea of, "Fuck me… fuck me… FUCK MEE!"
And then she was coming, throwing back her head as the floodgates of pleasure burst open with her, and crying out in ecstasy,