Jamie took Susan by the arm and marched her out of the big house. He didn't care to stay any longer after his brief but bitter scene with his mother, and he could see that John and Tricia were deep in the midst of a father-daughter conversation that he wanted no part of. His mother was still sulking somewhere and Ike had disappeared. The cool night mountain air did nothing to dispel his anger, and his mother's words kept going round and round in his head until he felt dizzy. All that wine and champagne didn't help either. Susan was resolutely silent beside him as they reached the small but comfortable cabin they were to inhabit during their stay at "Livingstons". Cabin Number 2, it said over the door. Next to it was Cabin 3 where their daughter Nancy was sleeping. The little girl had been thrilled at having a "house" of her own, and Jamie was glad that she wasn't sharing the room with him and Susan. He felt in a very bad mood, and he wouldn't be surprised if his wife would do or say something that would set them to arguing again!
Susan was undressing and getting ready to put on her nightgown while Jamie… already in pajamas and robe sat in a chair watching her. Her soft silken auburn hair cascaded to her shoulders as she slipped into the pale blue nylon nightgown and shook her head to make the curls fall into place. She felt a little frightened by Jamie's attitude, sensing that for once his anger had little to do with her.
Noting the transparency of his wife's night garb, Jamie suddenly blurted out, "The nerve of her… the gall!"
Suddenly Susan knew that he was talking about his mother. She realized that Jamie had been truly offended by Carrie Livingston's lack of modesty.
"You mean… Mother Livingston?" she inquired timidly. She wished that he would forget all that and see that she was there… and ready for loving! The excitement of being in a new bed always made her feel illicit and want to make love… and since it had been so very long…
"Why don't you just forget it honey…" she said approaching her blonde husband. "You know she's always been a little eccentric… let's think about… us!" She placed her arm around him, emboldened by all the champagne she'd drunk, and then ran her fingers through his wavy hair.
Jamie breathed in the womanly fragrance of his wife. It reminded him of something. In an instant he knew what it was. His mother's scent! Those times when he used to scrub her back in the tub… the way she had looked… the smooth silkiness of her body… the way he had felt!!!
His fury returned, and he realized that Susan was kissing him. There was something terrible about her arms around him, her breasts pressing close to him… the moistness of her lips… something that made him feel like he was smothering… and yet simultaneously a fierce lust overcame him and he could feel his big cock looming up like a club-hammer… thick and twice as hard! He stood up abruptly and Susan jumped back a little.
"Let's go to bed…" he said in a low tense voice. He began ripping off his robe and pajamas and presently stood naked before her.
Susan was unbelievably happy. At last they were really going to make love. She too began to unclothe, and when she had revealed the complete tender sight of her firm full breasts with their pink nipples with areolas the size of half dollars, she shivered a little. She was cold, but she was also filled with a wonderful excitement! Jamie was clearly in a state of incredible arousal, from the size of his upstanding cock! She imagined the feel of its hard bulk ramming high up in the narrow confines of her vagina! God, how she wanted him!
"Lie down…" Jamie said.
Susan hastened to do as she was told. In a flash she was on the bed beside him, breathing shallowly, waiting patiently for him to make the first move. How fast her heart was beating!
"That bitch," Jamie was thinking… "That cunt!" He seemed to still see his mother's well cared for and well displayed figure, the way she had been in the kitchen a short while before.
"Jamie…" Susan whispered, hesitantly.
"Turn over…" he said. He felt beyond himself… maniacal almost. He knew at once what he wanted to do to punish his mother for making such a lewd spectacle of herself. A slight smile came to his lips.
"Turn over on your belly, I said!" Jamie hissed down at his unsuspecting wife. He flipped her over, pulling part of the sheet with her and when she lay beside him on her stomach, he watched as her white buttocks quivered and shook with each trembling breath she gasped in. He pulled away the sheet and stared down at his wife's gleaming milky skin, the well-rounded softness of her nether cheeks bobbing defenselessly before him. His cock ached dully and he felt prey to a gnawing lust that no normal loving could satisfy.
He reached out and with his thumbs pressing outward, he spread the full white globes. Leaning over, he peered inside the warm deep crevice of his wife's widespread buttocks.
"What are you going to do?" she asked as with a sudden panic she felt him begin to probe inside her exposed anal crevice. His fingers were roaming over the open split, teasing and exploring. He had never touched her there before and her dazed mind sensed in horror that he was going to make her submit to some kind of horrible indignity and even as she realized it, his middle finger was probing experimentally at her tiny puckered anus, spreading it, teasing it… and then suddenly it popped painfully up to the first knuckle into the tight virgin hole.
"Aaaarrrrgggg…nnoooo!!!!"
Savagely, he wormed his finger in further, feeling the tight little hole expand unwillingly at the forced pressure. Susan winced in pain and cried out again, but it only caused him to move the tip around still more within the dark, defensively clenching confines of her finger stretched rectum. The rubbery outer lips gave a little beneath his prodding, and encouraged, Jamie forced in a second finger.
"Aaaaarrrrrggggg!!!!!!" Susan screamed down into the mattress again and again, desperately trying to get away from this maniac who was her husband, but Jamie pinned her back down to the bed with his other hand pressed into her back and continued his brutal attack. He maneuvered around so that he was kneeling back between her legs, looking directly down into the widespread split of her rectum.
"Say you want me to do it…" he commanded.
"Wh… what?" Susan asked, not believing her ears.
Jamie's answer was to shove his fingers sharply inward.
"I said, say you want it! Say 'fuck me up the ass' Go on, say it!!!"
Susan tried to get the words out, hoping against hope that somehow if she cooperated with him, it might all be over soon, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she broke out in uncontrollable little sobs. Suddenly, Jamie pulled his fingers out and the rubbery muscle of her anus clung to them, reluctant to release them from its grasp. They popped out with a loud, lewd sucking noise and she felt his body come down on hers and stretch out along its length. She shivered with anticipation, but he lifted himself back up from her and knelt between her wide stretched legs once more.
"Kneel up."
Susan followed his instructions immediately. Something about the time of his voice assured her that this was no time to go against him. She presented him with the stretched upraised moons of her soft full buttocks, bending away before him, resting her hot flushed face on the pillow. She cringed as she felt her husband place the huge blunt tip of his swollen prick against the tight hairless opening of her rectum.
Jamie leaned back so that he could watch his cock going in. He grinned as it began probing and working against his wife's tiny puckered anal lips. He could hear her pleading desperately beneath him, but it didn't matter. Her ballooning buttocks remained perfectly-positioned for his cock, submissively pointed upward while he strained hard against the tiny, tightly resisting nether ring. For a brief moment, he thought he might not be able to get it in. Sadistically, he began to rock and push, working forward all the time, pulling her helpless body back toward him so that eventually the smooth, rubbery tip, with a slight popping noise, slipped hotly into the tight elasticity of his wife's tightly resisting anal passage.
"Oh God, nnnooooo!!!" Susan whispered helplessly, the sudden entry into her virgin passage of such an enormous thing caused searing flashes of white to form behind her tightly closed lids. The pain was astounding! It was everywhere around her… inside her. Pain seemed to be an integral part of her! The burning of her anus made her know that she would never be the same there and hatred welled up inside her for what her husband was doing to her… he was maiming and ruining her for life!
Behind her, Jamie pushed on and his thick pole sunk further and further into the tight rubbery passage of her anus and to her physical pain was added a dreadful shame that hurt even more. Susan groaned louder and louder, gasping for breath as though his giant penis were blocking her windpipe.
Behind her, Jamie closed his eyes and abandoned himself to the luxurious feel of her tight clamping nether lips, rippling rhythmic convolutions around his hard, driving prick. It felt incredible and he couldn't hold back another second! He began to saw mercilessly into the soft, gently throbbing regions of her defenseless rectum.
At first the pressure of his cock was almost unbearable but now it was exhilarating. He watched as his thick prick disappeared right up her ass with every stroke. It went right in so that not half an inch of it showed, the straining cock reaching far up into her shaking belly. His balls ached and his penis danced with a thousand hot sparks every time he surged into her.
As the plunder of her abused rectum continued, Susan felt the pain ease a little. It wasn't much at first, but it helped. The white searing flashes were gone and then as she heard her husband's moans of pleasure behind her and grew more accustomed to the monstrous size of his invading penis sunk deep in her anus, a dull pleasure began to grow in her loins. And somehow without being able to do anything about it, she herself was moaning with a strangely growing half-pleasure.
The sound of her helpless mewlings reached Jamie's ears and a lewd grin spread across his lust contorted face. She was really his now. A slave submitting to his pleasure. He could do anything he liked with her now, and he did. Grinding his giant cock up to his testicles into her ass and leaving it there, he listened to her groan while he simply rotated his loins and moved it gently around and around in her bowels like a probing snake. He slipped his prick back out until just the head remained buried in her and then plunged it right back in again in one long slow stroke. His prick tingled, his balls alive. He knew he could cum anytime now, but he wanted it to last just a while longer before he felt the rush of sperm emptying deep into his kneeling wife's quivering little ass.
Then, unable to wait longer, he began to fuck rapidly into her, hard and deep, battering her quivering buttocks with his pelvis. He gripped the tops of her thighs with his fingers, squeezing with all his strength to pull her back over his expanding cock like slipping the sleeve of a shirt over an oversized arm. His eyes bulged wide at the spectacle of her smooth skinned, marble-white body bucking up before him and the sadistic desire to hurt rippled through him as he jogged forward with a hard, buttock-flattening thrust that seared up her cock-stretched anus like wild fire.
"Oh, fuck!" he hissed between his tightly clenched teeth, his prick swollen to undreamed proportions, the thick head pressed hard by his wife's defensively contracting rectum as her entire body shivered and quaked. He reached over under her belly and grabbed onto her dancing swaying breasts, one large mound of flesh fully occupying each hand.
Then, as though hypnotized by her husband's lewd sodomy, Susan fucked back at her maniacal husband with renewed fervor, her untouched pussy contracting on its own in response to the signals from her burning rectum.
"Ssssssaaaaahhhhhhhh…" she cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure. "Cum, Jamie… for God's sake… cummmm!!!"
Jamie gasped and gave one last mighty thrust into her hotly clenching rectum, as his wife's entire body shivered and quaked, responding hungrily.
Long streams of thick semen rushed from his convulsing prick and insane waves of unabashed pleasure filled him as his orgasm carried him to dizzying heights.
It seemed as if he had never cum before! And beneath his back breaking attack, Susan felt the first delicious torrents of her husband's hot, white semen splash deep up into the hotly burning depths of her rectum, its heat surging through her body like a volcanic eruption. The never before felt sensation touched off her own climax and she screamed as a great, unexplainable gush of masochistic pleasure rippled through her. Then, as her own body trembled in orgasm beneath him she could feel his hot, thick sperm running down the crevice of her wide-split buttocks to the slit of her naked pussy where it met her own gushing sexual fluids and the two mingled warmly as they seeped obscenely down her naked inner thighs and onto the crumpled sheets beneath them.
Little Nancy had heard the low muffled groans quite clearly in her cabin, and had recognized her mother's voice immediately. Getting up quickly, she padded out into the night without even bothering to put on a robe over her white cotton nightgown. Her original thought had been that they were fighting and that it had gotten rougher than usual, but the closer she got to the cabin next to hers the more she realized that there was something quite different about the sounds her mother was making.
Now she stood on tip-toe at the high window on the side of the cabin, peering intently in. Her eyes had not left the lewd scene on the big double bed for the last twenty minutes… time enough to see it all!
"Wow!!!" she repeated to herself under her breath over and over again. The sight of her mother and father stark naked and putting on such a weird show had left her stunned and breathless. She was finally getting the sex education she had been asking for!!!
Her mother had bought her all kinds of books in an effort to answer some of her many questions on the subject, but all had been a great disappointment to the ten-year-old. Now she thought… at last I'm really finding out something!
When at last almost as mentally and emotionally exhausted as her parents, she slipped down from the window and returned to her cabin, she was shivering from the cold and ready to get some sleep. Then she intended to spend all of the next day pondering the mysteries she had seen. The curious mixture of pain and pleasure in her mother's face… Daddy's big hard thing disappearing up between her open legs… How could it help but hurt… the way he rammed it into Mom's behind! So that's really the way they made me!
Her tiny body quivering, she slipped into her bed and after sneezing twice beneath the covers, she fell into a deep dream-filled sleep.