If Ethel had known her daughter was the root cause of the terrible fear that worked up her spine, she would have sought out revenge with a fury.
Her body was bent like a pretzel over Tod's cock. She kicked out behind and felt her heel connect with the soft testicles hanging from a boy's crotch. He fell away with a gurgling noise from his throat.
Still, it did not prevent the advance of his friends. Her legs were quickly spread and held apart, exposing the hairy slit of her ass ravine.
Her attackers knew what to do. Already one boy was panting like a dog while he stroked his lanky cock. His friend, meanwhile, spit into Ethel's sphincter and worked the raisin-shaped muscle soft.
"Gee, how would you like me to stick my big old cock up your asshole, Miss?" the boy mocked. His friends jeered lustily while he took a few practice pokes at the woman's pulsating trough. He ran his hand underneath the split lips of her cunny and used her juice to further soak her asshole.
Her pink hole eyed him suspiciously. The round mounds of flesh parted obscenely. And when he touched her buttocks with his hands, they wiggled like Jell-o.
"Ripe and willing," the boys said. "Like this watermelon back on the farm. Drill a hole in the side and stick your cock deep into the soft, red fruit heated by the summer sun. It was fucking wild!"
One boy holding a leg laughed, losing his grip just long enough for Ethel to kick free and lash back at the man ready to thrust into her rectum.
She heard the air rush from his lungs as her foot connected with soft testicles. He went down screaming, holding his balls with his hands.
"Bitch!" Tod shouted. She was positioned on his cock. With each victorious kick her cunt clamped down on his cock. Her well-trained pussy gripped his shaft like a fist. He rolled his hip but with no effect. The crazy woman had his cock squarely up inside her channel.
"What a beast!" he gasped. "A foot deep inside and you swallowed every inch!"
Ethel was dizzy with excitement. Kicking back tightened her muscles. She felt his donkey-dick jolt inside the sock of her cunt. It was a good feeling; a strange, thrusting maleness that was unusual for a boy his age.
Another boy grabbed the free leg and pulled open her ass slit. This time there was no escape for Ethel. Her strength dissipated, oozing out the warm hole in her cunt. Sheets of salty water streamed down her skin, wetting her from head to toe. Her asshole puckered out and she quit fighting and thought about fucking.
She was keen on the idea.
Tod, trying to keep his passion from showing said, "Ready, Miss? Can you take another hard cock into your body?"
She could. If her asshole was too small, they would find a way to ream it out to proper size. She put nothing past these renegades. Raping her cunt and her asshole! Ethel realized they would stop at nothing.
"Go ahead," she sobbed, tears coming to her eyes. Actually she tingled with excitement. Since rape was the only outcome, then she might as well enjoy it.
Behind, Fred stood on wobbly legs. He looked down at the wiggling mass of flesh and realized that this woman was the wife of that bastard who'd throttled him at Duke's shack.
She wasn't bad-looking, he thought, flexing his rising cock. With her legs spread wide like that, he wouldn't mind lying down on her curving back and jerk-fucking his cock up her shitter. He pushed one kid out of the way, and got into Ethel's saddle, fingers stroking her bubbly ass cheeks. When Ethel responded with a raspy groan and an undulating movement of belly flesh, he crawled between her cheeks and practiced stabbing her asshole. Surprisingly, her anus was soft for the bullet head of his prick. It seemed almost willing to take him inside.
His heart pounded like a hammer. Fred had never fucked a girl this way before. It was as new for him as it was for Ethel.
She was ready from the minute she gave in and kept saying, "Hurry up. Come on, do it, let's get it over with!"
Fred found strength where weakness once hid. He had been embarrassed to tears by Biff and he now sought revenge on Ethel. He rose up with no coyness at all. He inserted a finger all the way through her sphincter knot and wiggled her asshole into a nice open shape.
Ethel made no protest. The cock in her cunt was making wonderful buzzing sensations. Sparks erupted over the thick folds of her twat. It was like a joy buzzer zinging excitement through her distended clitoris.
The finger up her rear was nothing. A few moments of searing pain and then nothing but a oozing warmth. She concentrated on the man underneath. His face had broken out into a sweat. His cool, icy stare had turned molten. She watched him tremble and it gave her courage because she was feeling the same way.
His cock head poked delightfully into her crack, filling her channel with satisfaction. His friend was about to funnel more pleasure in. Her asshole rose, the sphincter mushroomed out, and a hot long piece of fuck pipe went in. She bent at the waist and said, "Your cock is wonderful. Gosh, you're so big and so fucking hard it's unreal!"
"Hmmmm!" Fred exclaimed.
Tod was working like a beaver. Ethel's cunt went flap, flap, flap against his groin. It was as much as he could bear to get his cock moving in a slow rhythm. Those soft, beautiful tits squirmed down to his face and he sucked on the cherry ends greedily. Her cunt was holding hard, like a fielder's glove. He didn't know how much longer his balls could withstand the pressure. Tod wanted to come, had to. Every atom in his frantically charged body told him he had to unload.
And in a hurry!
"Aaaahhh!" he gasped, relieved that Ethel had started to hump.
Her sweltering cunt moved up and down his iron-hard cock. Tod groaned as she lifted up to the very tip of his gnarled cock head before descending to the base of the shaft. It was incredible. He looked over her shoulder and saw Fred's tortured face. It took a second to realize that he had climbed into her asshole and was fucking her butt while she in turn fucked his dick.
"This cunt is a horse," he groaned. His balls stirred into a frenzy. Only a few precious moments remained before his molten sperm flowed up his stem and splashed into the sucking mouth of her cunt.
"Aaaaahhh!" Ethel groaned.
Her rectum contracted violently against the massive hard on. The flowing hip movements had sucked in his cock and now it was stuck like a pole in her butt.
Fred screamed bloody murder. His dick was caught in a vice. His balls erupted violently. They were moving like ball bearings in his wrinkled scrotum. The woman was an Amazon, he thought, tugging on his cock. A real fucking Amazon and his cock was caught in her ass!
Ethel's butt released him just like that. It made her more aware than ever of those two big fuck sticks in her holes. She started to groan and found her mouth was hanging open and drool was flowing from the corner of her lips.
She was about to orgasm. That was all there was to it. Ethel was so hot and heavy that nothing seemed real any more. All that counted was the slow in and out rhythm of sex. Fred was rocking back and forth, enjoying the ecstatic pleasure of his penis plunging in and out of her asshole. It was so hot and tight and squishy that he kept going faster and faster. He had to grit his teeth when her asshole tightened up again. And then there was the roaring pain in his balls, that he could only stop by squeezing his nut sack. It hurt to mash his testicles, but soon he was fucking like nothing had happened. Both Tod and Fred were slowly losing their dominance. The harder they punished Ethel's grasping holes, the more energy it took. At the same instant, Ethel was getting stronger. True, her tush was wildly wet and yet, her asshole was stretched to twice its normal size. And, yes, again their two fuck sticks seemed to meet about halfway up into her belly and her nipples were pulsating with excitement. She hadn't been so excited in her whole life. She swallowed back the sperm-thick spit and saw a young kid in the corner jerking off.
"Get over here," she ordered. "I'll suck your dick!"
The kid, a straight student who was paying his way through Harvard University by working as a snitch for the police, hopped over to her waiting mouth.
His cock was horribly thick. It stared at her with a sullen eye. Two dicks riveted her portholes. And now she was hungry for a third.
Depraved, she thought. She was depraved.
And yet that did not stop her any more than the two boys beating their tortured pricks inside her feminine heat could stop what they were doing.
For several anxious moments, the only sound I was the frantic noise of slapping skin finding a nice, wet hole. Quickly, it was replaced by a different noise. This one started deep in the throat and gradually worked out to the lips. It was high-pitched, shrill and terrifying to hear.
First, it was Ethel. Her cunt came squeezing down, followed by her asshole. The ring of muscles went tighter and tighter and tighter. She felt the cock inside, thrusting, demanding her to come. And she hunched up and down in a final, spasmodic fury before something snapped in the back of her mind and her body exploded with a terrifying orgasm.
"Ohhhh!" she gasped. "Commmmming!"
She was dizzy. Her cunt was swollen beyond belief. Her asshole threatened to tear in two. She was filled with terror and lust, and then exquisite pleasure as her portals screeched with passion.
Fred was startled into action. He thought his balls would never make sperm again after he grasped them in his hand and squeezed down for dear life. Oh, how he hurt. Hurt like hell!
"Yeow!" he screamed. His balls jumped to life. Suddenly her asshole sucked down on him and her rump closed up like the halves of a giant clamp and he was trapped inside.
"In!" he shouted, rocketing his hips. "I'm coming in your asshole! Coming in your asshole!"
And he did! And Ethel was crazy for him. Her anus sputtered like a Model T Ford and she shook all over as orgasm after orgasm burned in her crease. She lunged forward and tightened her stranglehold on Tod's huge fuck wand and demanded that he come right then or else!
She was crazy with the fuck fever. One dick could not satisfy her body. She needed more, many more. Her body would not stop coming.
Even when Tod couldn't take it any more and his donkey cock exploded in her turbulent twat, she was not satisfied. The sperm ran from her cunt. It leaked from her asshole. And now this little bugger in front of her mouth was jizzing too. How good it all felt! She frolicked in his spurting seed, cavorting frantically as juice was pumped in.
"Aaaahhh!" she gasped. Then she fell forward, collapsing on all three of them. She may have passed out. The men did, too. When they woke up though, they smelled smoke. Indeed, the room was filled with smoke and flames shot out the windows.
"What the hell?" Fred shouted. "Who did that?"
Ethel didn't know. She was too exhausted to care. They had to get out of the house immediately or else.
"I think it was Gibney," said Tod, clenching his fist. "I know that punk bastard. He'd do something stupid like this."
They each got up and looked around for their clothes. Ethel's legs were like rubber bands and she had a hard time walking. "Man," she said. "You guys are something else."
Fred couldn't see the contented look on Ethel's face, but he knew this broad was something. Certainly she was a better fuck than those girls at Duke's pad. Man, her asshole had been something.
Already she was wrapping a curtain around her body and heading for the door.
"I came here to piss your old man off," said Fred. Like Tod, he headed out the door without clothes. Who would notice once they got down to Ocean Beach anyway?
"Fuck him," she said. "I want a divorce." Quickly, they made it out the door and into the fog-laden air. There were a few gasps of embarrassment at the half-clothed woman and her two naked friends from the next-door neighbors, but they didn't care. "I'm too young to be married," she said. "I want to live."
Then with an arm around each of her two new friends, they headed down the steep hill and to the safety of their new life in Ocean Beach.