For what seemed an eternity, Linda rested as she was, up on her knees, her face lying on its side pressed into the wet depleted loins of her husband. Gradually the dizzying effects of all she had gone through since arriving at the Furness' apartment began to wear off and she was flooded with shame and humiliation once again. The defiled young housewife clenched her eyes tightly shut and helplessly remembered it all as though she were watching a movie recording the degradation she had just been subjected to – the beginning when she had heard the tape of her husband Tommy and his best friend's wife Grace; that first moment when it became clear what Fred Furness had in mind for her, followed by her helpless fear and humiliation when he had dropped his head down between her legs; and then, finally, the wild twisting and churning of their four bodies and the uncontrollably overwhelming sensations she had felt.
The formerly innocent bride had succumbed to those sensations, her inhibitions and prejudices totally destroyed by the ordeal she had gone through. Her nostrils caught the aroma around her on the bed. The smell of raw consummated lust covered Tommy's loins and filled the air of the room for all of them, herself included, from the wild orgy of salacious pleasure they had gone through. And she remembered too, as her dazed mind caught up with reality, the incredible eruption in her own belly as Furness had spewed his hot sperm deep up inside her. She had actually urged him on with obscene words and lewd thrusting gyrations of her thighs and hips! That was where the heat and warmth came from that she now felt so vividly in her belly. It was the great pool of white warm liquid that he had emptied into her, and she shuddered to recall how much she had wanted it at that moment, which seemed ages ago, even though only a few short minutes had passed.
She had begged him to do it and had urged him on with all her physical being like an obscene street whore enjoying her work. She had been trapped into it and frightened, but nothing could excuse her sudden lapse into uncontrollable passion that had deadened her sense of right and wrong – not even her vengeful desire to get even with Tommy for making love to another woman could excuse that.
She made a low moan like an injured child and slowly raised her head from Tommy's still slightly heaving stomach. She suddenly saw the sticky mixture of saliva and obscene white semen where her mouth had been, and she felt the weird new taste in her mouth, once more shuddering with degradation at what her own husband had forced her to do. Glancing surreptitiously up at his face, she saw that he seemed to be in a state of utter exhaustion with his eyes closed as if in heavy sleep. Fred Furness and his wife Grace also appeared to be sleeping or resting in complete satiety, thin oblivious smiles of satisfaction on their lips. The ashamed young blonde slowly and carefully began to work her way out of the tangle of arms and legs on the big mattress, thinking that now was her chance to slip away unnoticed and escape from the perverse-minded crew she had somehow got mixed up with.
Tommy sensed the slight movement as Linda tried to remove herself from the bed and opened his eyes to a narrow slit to watch her disdainfully. Let the little bitch go, he thought viciously. He looked at her voluptuously hanging white breasts and on down to her scissoring thighs as she worked her way across the mattress, and then up to her tear and sweat-streaked young face. The look of open innocence that was there only a few hours ago was gone, replaced by an expression of weary, sensual knowledge that seemed to him at the same time familiar and unfamiliar. Struck by a sudden thought he shifted his eyes under his nearly closed lids and glanced at Grace Furness lying like a used broken doll down near his knees.
That was it. Grace and Linda had always resembled each other in many ways – the same lovely thighs and buttocks, the same billowing ripe breasts that looked good enough to eat, the same blue eyes and perfectly formed features. But now – now even that expression of lewd sensuality that telegraphed Grace's interest in screwing was beginning to show in small ways on Linda. At least, he told himself, it shows that she knows what it's like to lose herself in physical gratification.
In other words, she had become more than ever like the woman he had been fucking with lusty joy the last week or so, though Linda herself probably wasn't aware of it. But if what he was thinking was true, he reflected in surprise, then he should be happy that she had finally been turned on. His first reaction when he had seen her with Fred was to curse and revile her for it, but now he realized that it was more a triumph of what he had been longing for than any kind of defeat for him.
More than anything else he could imagine he would like to have her fuck him as wantonly as she had Fred Furness. That was exactly what he had always wanted, and now he saw it was possible to get it.
Without warning, he reached out and grasped Linda's wrist in his fingers. "It's okay, Linda honey. Don't go."
His sudden unexpected movement caught her by surprise and she reacted by sucking in her breath and trying to wrench her arm free of his grip. But he was too strong for her and her frantic attempt only served to attract the Furness' attention to her.
Immediately sizing up the situation, Fred Furness clamped his fingers down over her ankle nearest to him and held her fast. "What's the matter, baby? Had enough fun and games?" he laughed harshly.
"Please, please," she cried in a quavering voice. "Let me go home. I-I can't take it any more," she pleaded, vainly struggling to release herself from their fingers that held her like steel traps.
"Not yet, baby. Not yet," snarled Furness. "Not until we make the final touchdown," he added, automatically slipping back into his football coach language.
"Hell, you might as well let her go," Grace Furness put in. "She doesn't look to me like she wants to play any more."
"Listen to Gracie. She just wants it all for herself," he winked broadly at Tommy. "But I have other plans for little Miss Purity here."
"W-what do you mean," Linda whimpered as she felt his grip tighten on her ankle. She shivered slightly as his other hand began to course playfully over her still upraised naked buttocks.
"I mean you're ready for the graduate course in 'How to Fuck and Keep Your Hubby at Home'," he leered.
Then suddenly he was rising up on the bed with his arm clamped around her narrow waist, his knees positioning themselves behind her on the mattress between her calves.
"Okay, Tommy, hold 'er down in front. I'm going to give you a little lesson in how to tame a blonde," he growled.
Oh God, would this horrible nightmare ever end! Linda thought, her fevered mind running helter-skelter looking for a way out of this room.
But Tommy obediently crushed her face down into the mattress so that she could barely breathe and she was trapped again for them to do with what they wanted. She couldn't even call out to attract the attention of the neighbors now, and all hope was gone.
She jerked as she suddenly felt Fred's hands on her buttocks behind, slowly drawing them apart.
"Take a look at that, Tommy. You can fuck her there in that tight little asshole. She'll like it, and never give you any more trouble, believe me. Just ask Grace."
Now that Grace Furness saw what was about to take place, she roused herself from the bed and positioned herself so that she could see it up close, her eyes a few scant inches from the widely spread half-moon buttocks. The obscene thought of the depraved unnatural ravishment about to take place right here a few inches in front of her face caused her to groan in guilty excitement and grind her own buttocks tightly down into the mattress. Her eyes passed from the tiny puckered pink mouth of Linda's exposed anus to Fred's monstrously rigid cock, once again throbbing in full erection, the thin blue veins pulsing around it. Grace opened her eyes wide in horrified wonder. She had taken it from behind herself many times in the past and liked it, but this was the first time she had seen how huge a penis looked in comparison to an untried young anus. He would kill the girl, she thought. She would never be able to take a thing like that in her rectum; he would split her apart.
Fred stooped, and, grabbing both the sobbing girl's ankles, he pressured out harshly, pulling her legs wider apart.
"Oh God, no! Please no!" she whimpered into the bedspread as she felt the cool rush of air between her thighs. "I can't let you, I can't! Not that way!" She jerked her body wildly and tried to rise.
"Hold her! Dammit!" Fred yelled to Tommy who pushed his hand down hard into the small of his wife's back, pressing her upper body back hard into the mattress. Tommy's eyes were wide with apprehension and a kind of sadistic anticipation as he watched Linda's upthrust buttocks wiggle for a moment as she struggled. Then she lay still, panting into the mattress like a trapped animal paralyzed with fear.
Grace moaned involuntarily as she watched the lewd scene, her husband Fred's hands running greedily over the long firm muscles of Linda's shaking calves and up the inside of her inner thighs to the moistened interior of her legs. The cleft between them was deep and inviting and Grace shuddered in rising excitement as he slipped the edge of his hand down the smooth crease of Linda's buttocks, separating them slightly to reveal the quivering anus and the pinkly layered folds of her pussy below. Her own cunt throbbed excitedly from the indecent naked exposure of the young wife's genitals, and she could feel her own warm moist flesh palpitating inside like a fireball waking in her belly. She raised herself up onto her knees and moved forward a few inches toward Linda's quivering buttocks. She wanted to see it all, every tiny thing that happened.
Furness leered down at the cowering girl and slowly pressed his thumbs outward on either side of the tiny anal opening, revealing to his eyes the glistening pink flesh just inside the rubbery outer ring. He sucked in his breath as he stared at the softly pulsing opening made oval by the outward pressure of his thumbs. Still holding her anus in view with his left thumb, he thrust experimentally at it with the middle finger of his right hand. It was warm and soft but still dry to his touch, so he slipped the finger down into the moistness of her pussy below, then slid it up again to thrust its wet tip into her hotly cringing anus.
Linda jumped and cried out as she felt the unnatural intrusion into her virginal elastic opening, her buttocks tensing tightly together in an attempt to forcibly reject his finger. It was a hopeless evasion and Fred thrust forward harder, sinking it in to the first knuckle.
"Ooooooh God, AAAAGH!" she gasped, squeezing her ass-cheeks as tightly together as she could, trapping his hand between her muscle-hardened buttocks.
"Open it," he commanded brutally, pushing with all his strength and popping his finger through the desperate but useless resistance past the second knuckle. She groaned aloud and then in helpless submission relaxed, her anus unresisting to be used as he wished.
As he now twirled studiously into her abused anus with his finger, widening and preparing it for the greater entry to come, Fred's wife Grace could see his other hand stroking and preparing his thick-veined cock for the final ultimate humiliation of the defenseless young newlywed upended before him. He slowly pulled the heavy foreskin back and aimed his thick swollen cock-head directly at the center of her widespread buttocks. With a slight pop his finger came out, leaving the tiny puckered rectal ring enlarged from his careful preparation.
Again he opened her buttocks wide with his thumbs, leaning forward over her so that the tip of his cock rested against the tiny throbbing hole moistened by the seminal fluid seeping from the gland at the end.
Linda could feel the pulsing glans of his penis probing against her for several seconds trying to fit it exactly in the tiny recoiling anus. She held her breath and prayed that this was all a nightmare and that she would wake up safe in her bed before he actually found the opening.
Then suddenly he did!
Fred pushed forward, and she felt a slight pop at her anus, followed by a sudden spasm of intense pain so unbearable that she twisted and moaned again and again, her voice muffled by the coverlet on the bed. Her buttocks were moving like a live animal thrashing to escape an impaling spear, but every jerk only helped drive his bluntly burning cock deeper and deeper inside her rectum.
"Aaaaaagh, uuuuuuugh!" she groaned, gasping out the last of her strength to resist as Furness' shaft slipped unimpeded up into her warm rubbery rectal depths. He was in her up to the hilt, and she jerked spasmodically for a moment and then lay still to ease the torture of his cruel and complete occupation of her nether opening. She could feel each throb of his blood-engorged penis against her widely stretched inner walls, each heartbeat serving to widen and stretch the narrow tunnel to greater and greater dimensions.
"Ohhhh God! It's a tight little ass-hole," Furness hissed through clenched teeth up behind her. He ground his teeth together and took several long smooth strokes into her, bringing a groan of humiliated pain from the young wife's tortured lips every time he thrust forward.
Leaning over Linda's back from the front to watch, her husband Tommy couldn't believe his eyes. The obscenely exciting sight was driving him crazy, as Furness' thick shaft disappeared again and again up into the clasping opening of her widespread buttocks, the elastic ring so tight it looked as though it would cut right through the turgid flesh of the rigidly impaling cock. Tommy could feel his own loins begin to stir into life again, his penis jerking slightly as he visualized sinking it into his wife's tantalizing rear entrance being blazed open for the first time.
"How do you like it in the ass, baby?" Furness grunted down at her, gritting his teeth from the excruciating agony her glove-tight anus was giving him.
His words of mockery and insult went unheard by Linda, who no longer felt human as the pulsating penis pushed against the back of her belly far inside. Little by little the pain in her rectum began to ease off, and the jungle instinct of survival buried deep in the mind began to reverberate through her brain. Her only hope was to make the painful ordeal end as soon as possible before she was driven completely out of her mind.
Furness suddenly groaned as he felt the young wife's anal muscles tighten around his throbbing rod of flesh buried inside her. It pulsed like a laboring heart and he couldn't believe his senses when her buttocks began a slow methodical rotation beneath him. His joy knew no bounds. He had conquered her, and, suddenly gasping and moaning in newfound delight, he jerked her almost weightless body up into closer contact with his loins and began to stroke rhythmically and deep far up into the velvety depths of her anus. He watched with amazed jubilance as the pinkish round skin of her puckered rectal ring drew back with the long swollen shaft, clasping it with pouting lips as though it did not want to let it go.
And then the impossible happened.
As Grace knelt in vicarious excitement observing the helpless Linda, she suddenly heard the low whining moans of pain change. They changed almost imperceptibly at first, and then to a tone that left no room for doubt. It was a low whimper of passionate pleading.
Linda was beginning to enjoy it!
It was a strange kind of masochistic joy, perhaps deriving from the very helplessness of her position and the way her anal rape was being watched by her own husband and the other man's wife. But whatever it was, she began to feel it, waving her fully rounded white ass-cheeks back at him lasciviously as though the tiny bit of whore in every woman had finally been reached and urged up out of the deepest recesses of her unconscious mind.
"Oooooooh, ohhhhhh," she moaned beneath him, and Furness pressed forward as far as he could, pulling the soft cheeks of her buttocks wide apart to allow him to go deeper and deeper. His nearly bursting cock was buried to the hilt up in her impossibly expanded rectum, then was pulled back through the quivering anal muscles till only the tip-end remained lodged inside her, then stroked once more its full length all the way to the roots of her very being.
Suddenly, Furness gasped again as her hand reached down under her undulating body and gently cradled his balls, scraping her nails over them in a maddening teasing motion that brought deep-throated groans of pleasure from his lips.
"Oh yes, darling, fuck it like that," she crooned through her tightly clenched lips as he pumped up between her jiggling buttocks as hard as he could. She knew she could make him cum if she had to, and she had to end it! She mouthed words like cunt and fuck and shit to incite him to fuck faster and faster and end the delicious agony she felt.
Tommy had seen the change come over his new wife and had released her shoulders to get a better view of what was happening. He was on the verge of forcing Linda to take his re-hardened penis into her mouth again when Grace spoke to him.
The older woman was going out of her mind now. The sight of the helpless innocent Linda turning into a sex-crazed maniac was just too much. "Tommy!" she gasped as she continued watching her husband's plunging cock surrounded by the tiny pink edges of the young wife's anus. "Put it in me quick! In my ass! Quick, dammit!"
She was already up on her knees and stretching her half-moon buttocks wide apart even before Tommy could position himself up behind her. They were both facing the lewd sodomizing from only a few inches away as he laid the tip of his throbbing hot cock in the wide-open crevice of her buttocks. She lost no time, reaching back under her heaving torso to first wet the tip with her wildly flowing cuntal juices and then setting it in place at the narrow anus.
Tommy needed no further encouragement. His eyes riveted on the tiny place he was about to enter between her gyrating ass-cheeks, he locked his hands on her flaring hips and shoved forward with all his strength.
"Ooooooh, God, it hurts! Aaaaagh!" Grace groaned, fighting to keep back the tears of pain threatening to flood into her eyes. She had forgotten it would hurt like this to have a throbbing, blood-filled cock slip up into her like a red-hot rod of steel.
But it wasn't long until her rippling anal muscles had gradually become accustomed to the thickness thrusting madly into her from behind, and once more she fixed her wide-open eyes on her husband's penis driving Linda mad with pleasure-pain, matching her motions with theirs as they rode out together now toward completion.
Linda moaned first.
"Aaaaaaagh! Ooooooh God… Aaaaaaagh! Keep on, keep on!"
She was out of her mind with pleasure and began sobbing out her unexpected orgasm until it seemed it would never come to an end. The lewdly sodomized bride's fingers were working and slaving around Fred's cum-bloated balls beneath until finally he snorted out loud like a bull about to attack and plunged his exploding cock as far as it would reach up inside her wildly clasping anus, spurting endless streams of white-hot semen into her like lava from an erupting volcano.
As Furness grunted a final animal noise straight up from his chest and collapsed over Linda's back, flattening her body out on the mattress beneath him, Grace felt Tommy's thrusts in her anus quicken and climb to a dizzying tempo. He was already starting to gush his hot lust-juices into her from behind when she felt her own orgasm spread like lightning throughout her wildly bucking loins.
"Oooooh, cum, baby, cummmm!" she shouted back at him, her voice trembling with the shivering sensations flooding through her as she felt his great throbbing cock burst like a water pipe as he gave one last tremendous thrust onto the back of her upraised buttocks and emptied his hot sperm in wave after wave up into her obscenely pulsating rectum. She felt his hands on her hips lose their grip as he weakened from the draining orgasm, and she let herself collapse forward away from him onto the bed.
Tommy felt his now-depleted cock slip wetly out of her stretched anus and blindly collapsed with his face resting on her still gently undulating buttocks.
Just before he fell into an exhausted sleep, satiated beyond his wildest dreams, he caught a glimpse of his wife's young face as she lay pinned under Fred Furness' heavy body. She was already breathing gently and evenly, her eyes closed in fatigued dozing.
There was a strangely sensual smile of contentment on her unconscious face.
He dreamed then that she was Snow White and he was the Seven Dwarfs all rolled up into one man fucking her happily in all her bodily orifices at one time – and she was loving every minute of it… finally.