All the joy had gone out of the house. Mother and daughter rarely saw each other, and when they did they circled each other like wary animals.
Diane had been wrong. Beth did not get over what had happened with Buddy Hall. Although she never said so in so many words, it was clear she could not forgive her mother.
Diane felt terrible. It seemed so silly when she sat down and reasoned it out. Her daughter's love versus the fleeting joy of a teenage cock hardly seemed any contest when she looked at it logically. But logic and reason were not always Diane's strong points these days. They seemed to fly out of her head without warning.
It was eerie. One minute she would be raking herself over the coals for coming on too strongly with Buddy. But, in the next, her cunt might be burning as she dreamily recalled that huge cock she had wanted up her ass so desperately.
Realizing she must do something, Diane forced an idea on herself. It seemed so simple on paper. She could call Buddy and persuade him to ask Beth for a date. Once Beth had Buddy all to herself, everything would be all right.
Making the actual call, though, was much harder than Diane had expected. A mysterious something nagged from the corner of her brain every time she looked at the phone.
"H-hello, is Buddy there?" Diane stammered when she finally completed the call.
"This is he," the boy said coolly.
"Oh do you know who this is?" Diane blurted like a fool.
"Mrs. Devlin," Buddy's voice clicked. "You're calling about Beth, aren't you?"
"How'd you know?" Diane gasped, stunned.
"I figured she'd put you up to it sooner or later," Buddy drawled. "She's tried everything else."
"Wh-what are you talking about?" Diane muttered.
"No offense, Mrs. Devlin, but that daughter of yours needs to have her butt paddled," Buddy said. "She won't take no for an answer. She tried to blow me at school yesterday. If you want to help, get her off my back."
"But she has a crush on you," Diane recovered a little bit. "Beth's really a lovely girl when you get to know her."
"She's a whore," Buddy snapped, then his voice abruptly softened. "Anyway… it's you I want."
Diane protested, but her voice trailed off.
"I don't want a girl. I want a woman," Buddy said emphatically. "I want to see you again, Mrs. Devlin. I want to fuck you every way I can."
Diane shook her head, but she could not believe what she heard. All Buddy heard on the other end of the line was hard female breathing.
"I saw the way you looked at my cock," Buddy said strongly. "You want me as bad as I want you. I'll meet you tonight."
Silence.
"See you at eight. Be at the corner of Spruce and Maple." As the phone clicked dead, Diane knew that she would be there. Her mouth, ass and cunt ached in anticipation of taking turns with Buddy's massive prick.
Less than three hours later, Diane stood at Spruce and Maple with her crotch aflame. When Buddy drove up, she jumped into his car without hesitation. She was unzipping his fly before either of them spoke.
"You really want my cock bad, don't you, Mrs. D?" Buddy said in a macho voice.
"I need it!" Diane tried to excuse her runaway horniness.
"You got it," Buddy grinned, flexing his groin just as Diane got his pants open.
He wasn't wearing shorts. His big prick sprang out into Diane's face.
"It's so hard," Diane murmured, running her lips over his fiery cock-head.
"Suck it while I drive," Buddy ordered.
Diane was his slave. Her mouth quickly became an oral cunt for his cock. She had never given a better blow-job.
"Oooooh, suck my prick," Buddy moaned more than once as Diane eased her hot lips along his throbbing cock-shaft.
Despite the length of his dick, she was deep-throating him. Her lips nuzzled his balls.
"I'm gonna come in your mouth pretty quick," Buddy gulped boyishly.
"I'll drink every drop," Diane told him with a mouthful of prick.
"Better pull over," Buddy gasped, twisting the steering wheel.
He got the car over to the side of the road just in time. Just as the front wheels hit the curb, Buddy's cock exploded in Diane's mouth.
She sucked down his spurting cum as she rubbed his churning balls. His jizz was even hotter and sweeter than she remembered.
The car never got moving again. His cock drained but stiffer than ever, Buddy couldn't keep his hands off Diane. He had to fuck her. Now!
"Your tits are beautiful," Buddy panted as he tore away Diane's blouse.
He buried his face between the firm mounds of flesh. Diane was so turned on that she finished stripping by herself. When Buddy came up for air, she was naked and ready to fuck.
"Where do you want it first?" Buddy rasped, his cock pulsing against Diane's belly.
"Fuck me in the ass!" Diane pleaded.
"Oh, yeah!" Buddy grunted with approval.
His finger poked into the crack of Diane's ass. Finding her asshole, it stabbed inside.
As Buddy finger-fucked her ass, Diane opened her legs. One was over the back of the seat, the other resting on the dashboard.
"I'm ready," Diane moaned. "Ready for your big cock up my butt."
"Your ass is so tight," Buddy said. "Won't it hurt?"
"Oh, yes, yes!" Diane gushed.
"You like it to hurt?" Buddy asked puzzled.
"Every woman does!"
That was enough for Buddy. As his finger popped out of Diane's ass, his other hand wrapped around his hard-on. His cock-head was aimed at the rosy hole of her spread female butt.
Buddy's prick rammed forward with all the power in his rangy body. All of a sudden, Diane felt a sharp pain in her ass that had her squealing with instant orgasm.
"Harder! Deeper!" she cried. "Give me more! More cock in my ass!"
This time, when Buddy's cock surged, the impact knocked her head against the door. Buddy was on top of her now, squeezing her body like an accordion as he drove his giant prick all the way up her ass.
"Your cock is killing me!" Diane squealed. "God, I love it!"
Diane dropped her legs over Buddy's broad shoulders. His hilted prick was pronging her ass. He was fucking her all the way now.
Hit by another climax, Diane writhed wildly. Her arms shot up against the car door, unintentionally bumping the handle.
The door swung open. The lover's torsos were abruptly hanging out of the car as the ass-fucking continued without a hitch.
"I'm coming so hard," Diane groaned. "It hurts so good."
"My balls are on fire," Buddy cut in. "I'm gonna blow. Can I shoot it in your ass?"
"Oh, God, yes!" Diane urged. "Fill my ass with your hot jizz!"
Buddy's hips bucked, affecting his balance. Crushing his hands against Diane's tits to steady himself for the final thrust, he drove his cock into her ass with all his might.
"Come! Come!" Diane shrieked, her cries carrying on the night wind.
Buddy's cock jumped and erupted. The cum flowed into the pit of Diane's ass like lava.
"I'm burning up inside!" Diane screamed. "Your jizz is like fire!"
Buddy squeezed off another blast of scalding cream. The previously tight channel of Diane's ass was sloppy with jism now. His cock surged with ease as it spurted the rest of its sticky load.
"That was wonderful!" Diane calmed down some when the jizz stopped flowing. "I've never taken so much cum."
Buddy did not reply. His eye had been caught by the light – light that suddenly shone from the front porches of half the houses on the block.
A door down the street opened and closed. The clattering of three or four more doors followed.
"What the hell's going on out here?" somebody called into the night. "Thought I heard a woman screaming."
"Sounds like somebody's getting raped," someone answered from up the block.
"What's that car?" somebody closer yelled. "Look, there are a couple of people hanging out of it."
The neighborhood was alive. Footsteps pounded on the pavement, running toward the car from all directions.
"We've got to get out of here!" Buddy hissed, yanking Diane up on the seat and slamming the door behind her. "Jesus, they think I'm raping you. You shouldn't have yelled so loud."
Buddy turned on the ignition and revved his motor. The car took off like a shot, barely missing a man who came running toward the headlights.
In the midst of the confusion, a buzzer went off in Diane's head. But it was not one of alarm. In fact, she found herself eerily calm.
"Have you ever thought about what it would be like?" she asked as the car took a corner on two wheels.
"What are you talking about?" Buddy asked, trying to keep the steering wheel from spinning out of his hands.
"Rape," Diane said dreamily. "I've always wondered what it would be like. I guess every woman has."
Even though he had the gas pedal to the floor, Buddy took his eyes off the road to stare with disbelief at Diane.
"You're crazy," he hissed.
Sirens screamed in the background. Somebody had called the cops.
Now Diane felt her pulse racing, but not from fear. She was tremendously excited. The kind of excitement that made her pussy itch!
"Rape me," Diane said simply.
"You really are nuts," he answered. "The cops are right on my ass because they think I raped you. Now you really want me to do it."
"Suppose the cops catch up with us?" Diane replied. "Whatever I tell them is what they're going to believe. I mean, just look at me. I'm naked. My ass is full of your cum. I say you raped me, and it's going to stick."
"What are you getting at?" Buddy irritably snapped as he raced the car into the night.
"Very simple," Diane chuckled. "You agree to rape me and you're off the hook. Say no and you go to jail for something you didn't do."
"Fucking bitch!" Buddy steamed. "You're worse than Beth. I should have figured out where she got it before I got so hot over you. Like mother, like daughter."
"I can't help being a woman," Diane purred seductively. "I just want to be raped!"
Buddy looked at her poisonously. All of his desire had turned to hatred. If this was what women were like, he was ready to go back to jerking off!
"Good boy," Diane told him as she stared at his mask of rage. "Just stay mad at me. I want you to really take it out on me."
Buddy clenched his fists. He wanted to pop Diane right there and toss her from the speeding car and out of his life.
"Just save it," Diane read his mind. "Right now we've got to shake those cops."
She started giving Buddy directions. Anxious to escape, he automatically followed them. Before long, the car pulled up in front of a very familiar house.
"It's your place," he winced.
"And if you don't hide your car in my garage and come inside, those sirens are going to catch up with you," Diane declared.
"And rape you," Buddy sighed.
Not answering, Diane jumped out of the car and ran toward the house. As she disappeared through the door, Buddy heard the sirens getting closer. Having no choice, he pulled his car into the driveway and drove into the garage.
Diane was in the shower when she heard the back door open and close. She pretended not to notice it, emptying her mind of any stimulus except the hot water bouncing off her skin.
A rangy form appeared in the bathroom doorway. Hard masculine breathing echoed off the tile walls.
Footsteps padded across the floor. A male hand grasped the shower door, veins twitching.
As the steam escaped, Diane looked toward the suddenly open door. Buddy glowered at her.
"Cunt!" he thundered.
Diane's wrist was grabbed. She was pulled from the shower and hauled into the bedroom.
Buddy picked her up and threw her on the bed. He snatched her legs and wrenched them apart.
Diane struggled. Buddy slapped her. "Have to tie you up!" he snarled.
He used pantyhose, binding Diane's ankles and wrists to the bedposts. She was helpless. She loved it!
When Buddy pulled off his jeans, his cock was even bigger and angrier looking than Diane remembered it. There was a sharp twinge in her cunt as she thought of being raped.
Buddy held his hard prick like a dagger. It was aimed right at the gashed center of Diane's wide-open twat. He was going to fuck her.
"No, no, please don't," Diane lied, playing her role to the hilt.
Buddy was convinced that she had changed her mind about being raped. It only pumped him up more. There was a storm of anger and lust inside him that had turned him into an animal.
His huge cock plunged into the slash of Diane's cunt. At the same time, he twisted her nipples.
"Like it?" he rasped, turning on the torture and the fucking.
Letting the agony and the ecstasy wash over her, Diane streamed. It sounded as if she were being murdered – in truth, she was coming already.
"Move your ass!" Buddy demanded.
"Make me!" Diane yelled back with staged defiance.
Another slap and Diane was bleeding at the mouth. When her hips started to roll, the pace was furious.
"How do you like it now?" Buddy hissed, driving his cock to the core of Diane's spasming cunt.
"I don't feel a thing," Diane lied again. "You can't make me come."
"Bullshit!" Buddy bellowed. "You're coming already!"
Diane forced herself to deny it. Buddy slapped her again.
"Your cock is nothing," Diane spat back, even as a secret orgasm thrilled her loins. "You could fuck me all night and I'd never come."
"Liar!" Buddy yelled.
His hand slipped between their joined crotches, fumbling with the top of Diane's cunt. Then, he found what he was looking for. He twisted her clit like he was trying to rip the button of flesh from Diane's pussy.
Diane yelled with welcome pain. But she would not admit that she was coming. There was something about resistance that was as exciting as the cock in her twat.
"I'll break you, cunt!" Buddy promised with vengeance. "If you aren't coming already, I'll fuck you until you are. If it takes all night."
Diane cursed at him, just so he would punish her clit again. He did. The wondrous pain set her soul on fire. It was all she could do to keep from blurting out with joy. "Tell me how much you like it!" Buddy demanded, keeping the twisting pressure on Diane's clit.
"Animal!" Diane cried.
"Whore!" Buddy shot back.
He stabbed his cock to the tender depths of her cunt. Diane's legs tugged at their binding, her thighs vibrating.
The rhythm of fucking doubled its beat. Buddy's cock was like a pile driver in Diane's pussy.
Diane was delirious with passion. It hurt so good. She wanted to tell the world how hard she was coming as she fully realized the special difference that rape made to a woman.
"You love it!" Buddy insisted.
Diane's bound legs struggled some more. She couldn't hold back the glorious truth any longer.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" Diane gushed. "I'm coming! It's tearing me up inside! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
But Buddy slowed down. There was a cruel grin on his face.
"Now I'm really gonna make you suffer," he chuckled, freezing his cock in Diane's cunt.
"Fuck me, you sadistic son of a bitch!" Diane screamed with frustration. "I want your hot cum in my pussy. I need it!"
"Try and get it," Buddy taunted her.
Diane squeezed her cunt into a meaty noose. Her ass seesawed. She clutched Buddy's balls until they burned her hand.
"Come! Come, you bastard!" she howled.
Buddy's cock did not do anything. So she stabbed a finger up his asshole.
"Fill my cunt with your hot jizz!" Diane screeched.
She pulled Buddy's face down to her tits and forced an erect nipple into his mouth.
"Give it to me!" she cried.
Her ass was bouncing. Her deep pussy was squeezing every inch of Buddy's huge cock. She had his balls in one hand, two fingers of the other hand crammed up his ass.
He had to come, Diane told herself. When she turned it on, no man could hold back his jizz. She had to believe this. She was a woman.
Buddy's resistance faded. His cock shivered in Diane's magical cunt and then jumped. Suddenly, it was a jackhammer again.
Diane was so excited that she ripped the binding from her ankles. Her legs rose until they were locked around Buddy's neck. The upturned cheeks of her ass were bouncing against the hollows of Buddy's crotch as the fucking became white-hot.
"It's too much!" Buddy grunted. "Can't hold it anymore! God, I've never been so turned on!"
The jizz stormed into Diane's cunt. She lifted her legs straight up in the air, balancing on her shoulders to keep all the cum she could inside her.
Buddy drove his cock to the pit of her twat, still spurting his scalding juice. Even though his balls were aching, they would not stop shooting cum.
"My pussy is full," Diane moaned. "Give me the rest of your jizz in my face."
Buddy yanked his squirting prick from her saturated cunt. The transfer to Diane's face was sloppy, leaving a creamy trail of jism up her belly and between her tits.
Diane tossed her head from side to side as the last of Buddy's cum found its target. She took the flying jizz in her hair, in her eyebrows, in her mouth.
"It's wonderful," she sighed as the jism dripped from her cheekbones and slid down her throat. "I can't get enough."
Buddy wasn't watching, though. His gaze had been jerked to a figure in the doorway.
The lovers had company.
Beth Devlin had cleared her throat to get Buddy's attention. She had to scream to get her mother's.
"You just had to fuck him, didn't you?" Beth shouted at Diane. "Once you knew I wanted him, you weren't satisfied until you had his big prick in your cunt! You miserable whore!"
Beth was hovering over the bed now. When Diane looked up into her daughter's angry face, she responded reflexively.
"He raped me!" Diane blurted out.
"Oh, no, Mother! I've been watching," Beth set the record straight. "You wanted it. More than you've ever wanted anything in your life. You just had to steal him from me."
Diane couldn't lie anymore.
"I couldn't help it," she sobbed. "His cock was so beautiful."
"To think I sided with you instead of Daddy," Beth seethed with disgust as she glared at her mother's scummy cunt.
"You're not going to go live with him, are you?" Diane cried, closing her legs.
"What do you care?" Beth shot back. "You've got Buddy."
"Like hell she does!" Buddy spoke for himself, vaulting from the bed. "This family's crazy!"
He ran from the house, not bothering to find his pants. Now it was just Diane and Beth.
Diane felt she had one last chance to keep her daughter. She spread her legs and held out her arms.
"Come to bed and fuck me, darling," she pleaded with Beth. "I'll make it all up to you."
"I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth!" Beth raged. "You sick bitch! You're not my mother anymore! Just some poor, pitiful freak! Good bye!"
Diane could see it was no use. Beth was going to walk out on her the same way Tom had.
Beth turned and marched from the bedroom. A moment later, the front door opened and then slammed closed.
Diane desperately called her daughter's name one last time. There was no answer. Beth was gone.
Diane was totally alone.
The cum was crusting in her cunt and on her skin. She felt a chill from the inside out.
What am I going to do? Diane asked herself mournfully. There was no answer from inside her head. Her brain was dead.
She put her finger into her cunt and squirmed it around. The buzz eased her pain.
She finger-fucked herself to sleep. She did not dream. She hated herself so much that she could not risk it.