"Just act natural!" Betsy instructed as Lydia's doorbell rang. It was precisely two o'clock and Kurt was prompt. "Remember, we'll be right in the closet if you need us."
Marylou held up her hand in a sign. "Just don't pant so loud that he hears you," she whispered, giving the girls a chance to rush to the bedroom and get settled in the partially open closet before she answered the door.
When Marylou caught a glimpse of Kurt through the window, she gasped in pleasure. He was the most gorgeous hunk of man she had ever seen! He looked like a movie star, tall and rugged-looking. "I'm glad y'all declined bein' first!" she murmured under her breath and opened the door.
"Marylou?" the tall, good-looking man asked as she opened the door. "I'm Kurt." He took in the lush curves of Marylou's body in one bold glance. "I certainly hope you're Marylou!" he said, grinning.
"You bet your sweet ass I'm Marylou!" Marylou answered. "Come right on in! I'm certainly glad to see you."
Kurt chuckled. "I don't usually get such beautiful clients," he commented, winking at Marylou who was giggling like a schoolgirl. "My rate is twenty a session," he said, dispensing with business immediately. "Of course, I don't charge anything at all if you aren't satisfied with me."
Marylou threw back her head and laughed wildly. "I can't imagine anyone not being satisfied with you!" she replied, a lewd grin spreading over her face. "I'll bet y'all never had to give anyone's money back."
Kurt laughed good-naturedly. "No," he answered, "not yet. But I guess there's always a first time. I don't think we'll have the problem, though, do you?"
Marylou shook her head. She could already feel her pussy-juice flowing freely, soaking her hot, aching cunt.
"We shouldn't have any problem at all if what you said over the phone is true," she retorted. "You said you had a highly educated tongue. Does that mean you like to eat hot pussy?"
"You bet I do!" Kurt replied, licking his lips suggestively. "Any particular place you prefer, or would you like it right here on the couch?"
"Let's go in the bedroom where we can stretch out," Marylou suggested, knowing that Betsy and Lydia would die of frustration if she didn't get Kurt into the bedroom.
She had to suppress a giggle at the very thought of double-crossing Betsy and Lydia. It would serve them right for being such chickens! They would murder her, though, if she let Kurt eat her out on the couch instead of the bedroom, where they were waiting breathlessly.
Kurt followed her into the bedroom and watched while she shucked off her clothes.
"You've got a nice bod," he commented, watching her bobbing titties with an expression of lust on his face. "Do you want me to get undressed or would you prefer that I just eat you this way?"
"Oh, please take off your clothes!" Marylou breathed, well-aware of the stares from the closet. "It turns me on to see a naked man lick and suck on my little ole pussy."
Marylou held her breath as Kurt removed his body shirt, revealing a well-muscled, golden tanned chest, richly sprinkled with black, curly hairs.
"Ooooh! Y'all have a body like a surfer!" she squealed, barely able to conceal her urge to reach out and touch his golden skin. "Let's see the rest of you!"
Kurt quickly removed his pants and Marylou gasped audibly. She had never seen anyone as well-equipped as the stud standing in front of her! He was shaped like an athlete in prime condition, with wide, sturdy shoulders, the narrow hips of a boy, and well-muscled arms and legs. His skin had a golden glow and looked soft to the touch, but not babyishly soft. He looked like a young Adonis, lean and strong. Marylou licked, her lips and growled deep in her throat. Then her eyes dropped to his cock and her smile grew wider. It was readily apparent that his huge prick was eager to begin its delightful work. It was already standing at attention, swelling purple head lifted high from its curly nest of black hair.
"God! You're beautiful!" she gasped, her mouth open in delight.
He was the biggest, most perfectly built man she had ever seen in her entire life. She felt her hot, moist pussy gush forth flood after flood of cunt-cream just looking at him and imagining him kneeling in front of her little ole pussy, his tongue extended.
At first, Marylou thought that he was fully aroused, but as she watched, his cock grew even harder, the purplish head rubbing up snugly against his belly, stretching his total length to unbelievable proportions. His prick was at least eight inches long and still growing! Marylou swallowed nervously. She wondered if he was only interested in cunt-lapping or whether he would consider plunging that beautiful, mammoth cock in her steaming pussy. She would certainly be willing to pay more if she could feel his giant tool in her hot little cunt!
"Come here," Marylou whispered hoarsely, feeling her pussy twitch and cream as she thought of touching his beautiful body. She didn't know how much longer she could stand to just lie there and watch him without reaching out to touch his beautiful, massive prick.
Betsy and Lydia were in absolute agony. They had a grandstand seat of the whole affair and both of them were so horny they didn't know what to do. They watched Kurt's hands guide Marylou into position and held their breaths as his handsome face slowly lowered to her quivering and throbbing pussy. The expression on Marylou's face made them even more excited. She spread her legs wide, giving Kurt complete access to her creamy, pink twat. Her eyes closed in delicious anticipation, but not before she gave a lewd wink at the partially open closet door.
Lower and lower came Kurt's head. Marylou felt Kurt's hot breath on her pulsing, hot pussy and shuddered in delight. Lydia and Betsy shuddered, too, knowing full well what exquisite sensations Marylou must be feeling. Betsy slipped one eager hand to her twitching cunt, barely able to quiet her ragged, tortured breathing. She had never been so turned on in her whole life! She wished that she were the one on Lydia's big queen-sized bed. She wanted to feel Kurt's hot breath and educated tongue come closer and closer to her excited, moist pussy.
Lydia was feeling exactly the same way. She wanted to be the one lying on her bed, waiting for the delights she knew Marylou was about to experience. Both Betsy and Lydia held their breaths, waiting for the slow descent of Kurt's rapacious mouth.
Kurt seemed to be taking his time about actually touching Marylou's hot pussy with his long, flicking tongue. Obviously knew the value of getting her all worked up before his probing tongue worked its wonders on her throbbing, burning cunt-lips. Marylou quivered and moaned in anticipation, her wide, shimmering hips thrashing wildly on the bed. She raised her whole body up, balancing on her heels, trying in vain to hurry the slow descent of his face to her creamy, hot cunt.
"Hurry!" she squealed. "Please, hurry! I'm so hot I can hardly stand it! Eat my pussy! Lick my wet, hot cunt!"
Betsy and Lydia held their breaths in suspense.
Their fingers worked frantically in their hot, burning pussies, pulling and tweaking their own hard, pulsing titties. Just watching Marylou's tortured expression and hearing her cries and moans of passion, were taking both of them to new heights of passion.
Marylou was in delicious agony. She was so horny she thought she would surely die! "Pleeeeease!" she screamed hoarsely. "Pleeeeease eat meee!"
She could feel Kurt's eyes examining her throbbing hot pussy and her whole body trembled like a tree in a hurricane. Then slowly, Kurt dipped one finger into Marylou's delightfully warm cunt, running it lightly around the smooth outer walls, touching every place with swift, light touches, softer than velvet.
"Aaagh!" Marylou groaned, instinctively pushing her hips upward towards Kurt's probing finger. "Do it harder, Kurt! Harder!"
Kurt touched her twat with more force, paying particular attention to Marylou's throbbing and pulsing clitty, which was poking out from the pearly pink folds of her inner labes. He could hardly wait to suck and lick that delicious little love bud with his hot, wet mouth and send Marylou up to the height of passion. Usually the women he serviced were old and ugly, but Marylou was definitely an exception to the rule. She was pretty and had a lush, ripe body. He didn't have to pretend to be turned on for her! Just the sight of those gently rounded legs and the smooth creamy whiteness of her inner thighs made his cock jump and pulse in lust.
"Oooooh, you smell good!" Kurt exclaimed, catching the heady, musk-sweet smell of Marylou's dripping pussy and sniffing hard in appreciation.
He lowered his mouth to Marylou's and kissed her long and hard on the lips. His tongue searched hungrily in her mouth and their naked bodies pressed tightly against each other. Then Marylou spread her legs widely and pushed Kurt's face down towards her flaming pussy.
"Eat me!" she screamed, not able to wait another second for the caresses his long, rough tongue would give her aching, wet cunt.
Betsy and Lydia could see Marylou's cunt exposed lewdly. She raised one leg and spread out her bright-pink pussy with both hands, inviting Kurt eagerly. Betsy reached out and grabbed Lydia's quivering titties as she caught sight of Marylou's swollen red pussy-lips, the pulsing hole of her creaming pussy and the tight little puckered ring of her asshole.
Lydia thrust forward eagerly, pressing her quivering jugs into Betsy's hot hands, too excited and horny to object to the bold caress. She didn't even seem to be aware that Betsy was rubbing and pulling on her nipples, covered only by the thin material of her blouse. She was too horny to care who touched her! A soft gasp of pleasure escaped her lips as Betsy pressed and rubbed her stiff nipples. Her eyes were glued to the scene before her and her pussy ached with a fierce desire.
"Ooooooh, yessss," Marylou sighed. "Eat me all up, lover! Push your hot tongue in my cunt! HURRY!"
Kurt began with her throbbing clit, knowing tat that sensitive little shaft of flesh was the most responsive spot on her body. He fingered the moist, hot lips of her cunt and pulled them quickly apart, making the tiny cherry-colored love button stick straight up and beg for his attentions. He placed his long flat tongue on it and began to lick it, firmly tickling until Marylou groaned and tossed in excitement. He could tell that Marylou liked that better than anything. When he touched her tiny hot clit with the tip of his hot tongue, flicking wildly and circling it rapidly, fierce pleasure shot through Marylou's responsive body. Her cunt flamed into life, creaming and flooding helplessly. Marylou was a complete slave to his desire, her body writhing and begging for more and more of his delicious licking and sucking. Marylou had forgotten all about her two horny friends in the closet. She could think of nothing except the powerful waves radiating from her throbbing hot clitty.
"Lick my clitty!" she whined. "Yessss do it to meeee! Lick me, taste my pussy."
Kurt licked away in total abandon. He loved the smell of Marylou's musky, sweet pussy and the taste of her gushing twat-cream that flowed from her pulsing cunt-hole. He stuck his whole face in her pussy and rubbed it in her moist snatch, smearing his face in her juice. He fastened his lips around Marylou's stiff twitching love button and sucked the little bud until she squealed and bucked with pleasure.
"I'm goin' to come!" she screamed as she felt the familiar waves of pleasure sweep through her body.
She was almost there, almost at the point of no return, the pinnacle of passion, when Kurt abruptly removed his sucking lips from her hot, pulsing clit with an audible smack. Marylou groaned in frustration and screamed incoherently for Kurt to keep on, but Kurt had other ideas. He knew that she would appreciate her orgasm all the more if he delayed for a few moments.
Kurt released Marylou's clitty and flicked his wet tongue lower to explore the rest of her moist pussy. He knew what he was doing! He ran his tongue naughtily around the flooding ring of her pussy-hole, teasing her, just circling and rimming the delicate ring of pink, throbbing flesh. Marylou screamed hoarsely, helpless under his strong hands. He was firmly in control and she knew it!
She whined lustily and curled her fingers in his hair, forcing his face clown into her wet, steamy pussy. Kurt jammed his tongue up her creaming cunt forcefully, as far as he possibly could. He swirled it around and around, touching a part of her that no tongue had ever reached before.
"Oooooooh!" Marylou groaned as she felt his rough, long tongue enter her hot, pulsing cunt-hole.
His thick stiff tongue dug deep into her burning depths, sawing deliciously in and out, around and around. She pressed his head harder and harder into her hot, flooding pussy, wanting every inch of his long hot tongue buried inside her creaming snatch. But just as she was about to some again, Kurt withdrew!
Lydia gasped, feeling all the frustration that Marylou must be feeling. Her hand frigged frantically in her moist, hot twat and she thrust her splendid titties forward, jamming them up against Betsy's hands. Shudders and thrills ran though her body with agonizing intensity. Lydia had never been so horny!
Betsy grinned, ignoring the demands of her own pussy. She could wait. Lydia was so horny now that she didn't even think about the fact that Betsy's hands were on her trembling boobs. Soon, she wouldn't be thinking about anything, and then Betsy could do whatever she wanted. She trembled as she thought of sinking her hot tongue in Lydia's sweet pink snatch. Lydia was almost at the point of no return, Betsy could tell. Just a few moments more of watching Kurt and Marylou and Lydia would let her do anything she wanted!
Kurt took a long shuddering breath. He usually didn't get so turned on by his clients, but Marylou was something else! He loved to lick her sweet, hot pussy and feel her whole lush body tremble beneath his probing caresses. He moved lower still. He decided to drive Marylou wild with passion and see what would happen!
Kurt's long, hot tongue traveled lower and dove between the soft, white globes of Marylou's quivering ass-cheeks. He spread her legs widely and forced her legs upward so the little rim of her puckered bung was clearly visible. Then he placed the wet hot tip of his tongue on the little tight ring of her asshole.
"Oooooohh! What are you doing?" Marylou gasped, squealing like a rutting animal in excitement. "Eeeeeee!"
Kurt began to wiggle his slick tongue-tip right into her puckered little shitter, forcing his way into her virgin depths. He delved deeper into her tight, narrow passage, probing and twisting like a corkscrew, forcing Marylou to relax that tight ring of muscle to let him enter.
Lydia gasped as she watched Kurt's long rough tongue probing in Marylou's asshole. She was so fascinated and so excited that she didn't even notice when Betsy slipped her hands under her thin blouse and grabbed two handfuls of her quivering titties to play with.
"Ooooooh!" Lydia breathed softly, no longer aware of what was happening. Her lusty body had taken over her mind and anything was fine with her as long as it felt good!
Marylou relaxed her tight ass muscles and let Kurt's probing tongue slip in, deeper and deeper until he had slid all the way into her tight little bung. His tongue felt like a hot, probing snake, buried all the way in her narrow asshole. Her body twisted and turned with the most wicked and exciting sensations she had ever felt!
"Lick me!" she squealed. "Eat my ass! Oh, God, yessssss! Feels so gooooood! Ooooooh!"
Kurt probed her hot twitching butt-hole with his long slick tongue, diving deeper and deeper in her steamy passage. Marylou howled and writhed below him, and hot cream gushed from her horny pussy, soaking his face with the sweet musky taste he loved. Kurt waited until she was just on the verge of coming, and then withdrew. Marylou groaned and thrashed wildly on the big bed.
"Don't stop! Oh, pleeeeease! Don't stop!" she screamed, feeling tremors sweep through her tortured body.
She lay there flushed and panting, her pretty face contorted with lust. She had to have cock! She needed Kurt's long, hard shaft in her wetly creaming pussy or she would surely die!
"Fuck me!" she screamed, not caring about anything except Kurt's long, hard prick, jutting out towards her. "Fuck the hell out of meeee! Give me cock! Pleeeeeease!"
Kurt was more than ready for some heavy fucking. The sight of Marylou's flushed face and trembling body made his long cock ache with desire and his swelling balls burn for release. Her hot excitement had fanned his horny eagerness into an uncontrollable fire of lust. He knelt between her legs and seized his erect, long cock, aiming the knobby, swollen tip right at the mouth of her pussy. With a whine of lust, he sank his throbbing shaft all the way into the incredibly hot, silky wet folds of her cunt.
"Aaaagh!" Marylou screamed as she felt his mammoth cock enter her steamy, hot cunt.
She arched her body to meet his deep thrust. She flung her legs up around his heaving, sweaty back and moved her hips in perfect time to his strokes. His thick hard cock probed deep into her trembling cunt, barging up against the spongy softness of her burning womb.
"Ooooh! Ohhhhh! Ooooohhh!" Marylou screamed as Kurt thrust wildly, poking and plunging into her hot pulsing cunt, driving her wild with lust. "Harder! Harder!" she screamed as Kurt lunged into her steamy depths forcefully, almost driving her through the mattress with the fierceness of his plunges.
Kurt bucked and plunged, oblivious of everything except Marylou's horny, hot pussy as he worked his shaft blissfully in her tight, nipping cunt. Marylou, in the midst of her pleasure heard a noise and opened her eyes to see a fearsome sight! There was George, Lydia's husband, glaring down at her from his position beside the bed!
"George! My God! What are you doing here?" Marylou screamed, her eyes opening wide with fright.
George glared for a long moment and then he laughed. "Well, it is my house!" he replied. "What are you doing here?"
Kurt took advantage of the situation as George and Marylou stared at each other. With lightning motions he dressed and was out the door before either one of them even noticed.
"Oh, George!" Marylou cried, embarrassed and frightened. "I didn't expect you to come home so early. I mean… Lydia let me use the house so I could… I mean I answered this ad and… Oh, shit!"
Marylou gave up trying to explain and began crying softly. "You don't know what it's like, George. Henry never gives me any fuckin' any more. Most of the time I'm so horny I could die! And Henry's so strict that I couldn't go out and play around like the other wives. Answering that newspaper ad was my last hope. Please don't tell Henry, George. Y'all aren't goin' to tell him, are you? I promise I'll never do anything like this again!"
Marylou sat up and covered her quivering tits with her hands as well as she could. Her hands were just too small to cover up all of her charms, though. Poor flustered Marylou didn't know whether to cover up her swelling pink titties or her fluffy beaver.
George swallowed noisily as his eyes traveled up and down Marylou's creamy lush body. He had been wishing he could get into Marylou's hot, sweet cunt for months now, and this seemed like the perfect chance.
"Where's Lydia?" George muttered, glancing quickly around the house.
"Oh, she went over to Betsy's so I could use the bedroom," Marylou answered quickly, hoping that George wouldn't open the closet door for any reason. "I'm supposed to give her a call when I want her to come back."
"Well…" George said slowly, his mind working quickly, trying to turn this interesting and horny situation to his advantage. "I'll tell you what I'll do. Now you know that Henry's my friend and I certainly wouldn't want to see him upset by any of this as long as I can be sure that you won't do it again."
"Oh! I promise I won't ever do it again!" Marylou cried, frying to look as innocent as possible. "Believe me, George. I'll be faithful to Henry for the rest of my life!"
"That's easy to say, though, isn't it, Marylou," George replied, smiling wickedly at her. "After all, I won't be here to watch you all the time. What's to prevent you from sneaking off and finding a nice stud to fuck while I'm at work? I'll have to have more of a promise than that!"
"Anything, George!" Marylou promised eagerly. "Anything to convince you that I'm goin' to be a good girl from now on!"
George laughed softly. "I'll tell you what, Marylou," he said, reaching out to grab hold of both of her hands. "I'll just give you a little spanking to remind you that you shouldn't be a bad girl any more. Then I'll be convinced that you won't do it again!"
Marylou glanced towards the closet door, but there was nothing she could do now. Lydia certainly couldn't come out and help her, or George would know that his wife had been a part of the whole crazy scheme. She was trapped and George had her as his mercy. She lay on the bed trembling, waiting for George's first move, her eyes as frightened as a rabbit caught in a trap!
Betsy and Lydia stood motionless in the closet. They were helpless, too, but Lydia was seething with a righteous anger. She didn't know for sure what George was up to, but she was willing to bet that he'd figure out some way to sink his long, hard prick in Marylou's wet pussy before the spanking was over! And there wasn't a thing she could do about it, except to watch, horrified as her husband flopped Marylou's unresisting body over on the bed!
Betsy pressed her hands to her mouth, silently sympathizing with her friend. She reached out and grabbed Lydia's hand tightly and motioned with her finger towards her lips.
"Quiet!" she whispered. "Don't say a word, no matter what happens! We'll figure out some way to get even with George when all this is over!"
Lydia gazed open-mouthed at her husband's face. She had never seen George act this way before. George had certainly never spanked her! He had always acted perfectly normal with her. She had never seen the expression of fanatical lust she saw on his face now.
Marylou glanced up at George and a frightened expression crossed her face. George had never been any more than the gentle neighbor and friend of her husband's before. Now he looked like some soft of evil monster, snorting over her. Marylou wondered, fleetingly, whether George acted like this when he was fucking Lydia, but she didn't have much time for thought. Her body was still turned on by Kurt's probing tongue and plunging cock. It was true that she was frightened of this new side of George that she was seeing, but she could feel her pussy getting slick with excitement nonetheless!
Marylou's cunt was hot and pulsing, and she secretly hoped that George would bury his thick prick in her steamy warmth. There was a little seed of worry, deep down inside her head, but she pushed it out of her consciousness. She figured that, somehow, she could always manage to get the upper hand with a man!
George relished the little flicker of fear he had seen on Marylou's face. He was going to spank her until she cried out for mercy and then he was going to stick his long, thick prick in her hot, little cunt.
This was just like the daydreams he had of fucking Marylou. By the time he was through with her, she'd never dream of telling Lydia what had happened! Even if she should tell Lydia, he knew that his wife would never believe he had spanked Marylou. In all the years Lydia and he had been married, he had never so much as laid a hand on her. Spanking was totally out of character for him, as far as Lydia was concerned. George knew better, though. Spanking a lovely, curvaceous woman like Marylou had been his secret dream since he had first started dreaming of women's hot, pink pussies!
"You're nothing but a slut, Marylou!" George spat out, getting into the swing of his role. "I'll bet you'd fuck anything in pants, if you thought you could get away with it. You're always walking around, twitching your ass and jiggling those big titties of yours, driving the guys wild with your body. This time you're gonna know what happens when you mess around on good old Henry! I'm gonna spank you just as hard as Henry would if he knew about it!"
George loved the frightened expression that appeared on Marylou's face. His eyes were glazed in anger and in passion. Marylou had been swinging her ass around the neighborhood for too long now. It was about time that someone taught her some respect, and he was just the man to do it! He'd show her! He was acting for Henry and he was calling all the shots! He grabbed Marylou by the quivering mounds of her luscious titties and squeezed until she cried out in pain.
"Don't, George! You're hurting me! Stop! Please…stop!"
"So you wanted to be fucked, huh?" George bellowed out cruelly, twisting Marylou's trembling boobs until tears came to her large blue eyes and her red lips trembled with pain. "All right, hot pants! I'm gonna fuck your brains out! Next time you'll know better than to cheat on my friend Henry!"
Lydia hung on to Betsy's hand with quiet shock. She couldn't believe the words she heard coming from George's lips. He had never talked like that before. It was like he was a different man!
Marylou cried out in fear as George released her quivering boobs and grabbed for her hands.
"Take it easy, George! Please!" she begged.
Then she whimpered again in fear as George twisted her hands behind her back and pinned her to the mattress, jerking her over on her belly at the same time. Her sensitive nipples rubbed against the sheet, causing them to burn with the friction she made frying to twist and turn to get free. For a second she wondered what Lydia and Betsy were thinking watching her whole ordeal right there within feet of the bed, but she was really too frightened to consider them for long. Her titties throbbed from rubbing against the bed and George had both of her hands firmly grasped in one of his powerful fists.
"It's time someone taught you a lesson, you little Southern slut!" George yelled.
He brought one hand down heavily on her ass, holding her immobile with the other. The sharp crack of his slap rang out through the room, followed by the sound of Marylou's responding whimper.
"George! I'm sorry I cheated on Henry! I'm sorry, George! Please don't! GEORGE!"
She screamed as George's heavy hand came down on the quivering globes of her ass again and again. Her butt was bouncing up and down with each plunge of his hand and her creamy white ass-cheeks were already turning deep red with the torture of his punishing slaps.
"Take this, you slut!" George shouted. "And this! And this! AND THIS!"
His words were punctuated with stinging, painful slaps, which became harder and harder as George's anger and excitement grew more and more out of control.
Betsy and Lydia couldn't keep their eyes off Marylou's gleaming white buttocks. They were bouncing and joggling from the blows George was administering. After the first few slaps they turned a purplish-red and both girls could tell that Marylou must be in absolute agony from the punishment George was meting out. Then they saw the long red welts that were beginning to form on Marylou's trembling ass-cheeks. Lydia squeezed Betsy's hand tightly, wishing that there were something they could do to stop George from his dreadful abuse of Marylou. She didn't dare reveal herself, though. All three girls were caught in the web of their own lies. They had to suffer in silence, watching Marylou take the punishment for all three of them!
George noticed the welts that were forming on Marylou's perfect round globes. He knew that he must be hurting her dreadfully, but he didn't care! He had always wanted to possess a woman in this particular way and he wasn't about to let his conscience ruin his fun! He could feel the heat of her ass under his hand. Waves of heat radiated from her red, burning ass-cheeks and she quivered and twitched each time his hand landed on her sore, aching flesh.
"Please, George! Stop! Stop! Pleeeease!"
Marylou cried out, pleading for mercy, but George just kept spanking her harder and harder.
He saw the imprint of his fingers cross and criss-cross in a pattern of pain. He watched her hips moving convulsively against the bed and a malicious grin spread over his intense face. He had waited a long time to get a woman in this position, and he intended to take advantage of it to the fullest extent!
George stopped for a moment to rest, panting heavily. His ragged spasms reverberated through the room. Marylou was still writhing and thrashing against the mattress and George assumed that it was the pain in her cherry red ass-cheeks that kept her moving. Her hips moved wildly, rubbing and grinding against the sheets. Then George gasped in shock as he realized the real reason why she continued to move, even though his painful blows had ceased.
"God DAMN!" he blurted out. His head reeled in shock! Marylou was actually turned on by his cruel treatment of her! She was moving her hard little clit against the bed in abandon and her face had an expression of depraved delight. George couldn't suppress the shudder of surprise that ran through him. Marylou wanted more of his punishing hand!
Marylou was so turned on she could scarcely stand it. She didn't care what George thought. The spanking had turned her on like nothing had ever turned her on before! Her ass-cheeks felt like they were on fire. At first she had felt nothing but pain from George's spanking slaps, but soon the fire in her ass-cheeks had grown and changed, moving lower and creating a warm, pleasant sensation in her tingling pussy. With every slap of George's punishing hand, her hot little clitty had moved against the mattress and now it was throbbing and burning with pent-up desires. Her whole body was blazing with lust and her cunt was creaming and pulsing in delight!
George jerked her over on her back with a muttered cry. "So you like to be spanked, you slutty whore!" he yelled. "Well, let's see if you like this!" He slapped her tits, hard.
"Aaaaaaagh!" Marylou screamed as he slapped first one tit and then the other.
She felt the alternating bursts of fire tear through her body, leaving her titties warm and tingling. Her nipples were hard pebbles, jutting out from their quivering white mounds. They heaved and ached for more of George's stinging slaps.
"More! Give me more!" she screamed as George slapped faster and faster.
Then his hand moved down, through a blaze of pain and perverse pleasure, to land directly on her creaming, flooding pussy! At his first contact with her throbbing clitty, she felt a flood of frothy cunt-cream soak her tortured, fiery cunt. Again and again his hand slammed down on her pulsing clit, until she felt herself about to come with the burning pleasure he was giving her.
Abruptly George stopped. He stood up quickly and shrugged out of his shirt. Now was the time for him to bury his long, hard cock in Marylou's formerly forbidden pussy. Somehow, just knowing that Marylou had been fucking another man when he walked in the door had made George desire her creamy cunt all the more. George wasn't thinking of his friend Henry flow. He was no longer interested in punishing Marylou for being unfaithful to Henry. His thoughts centered right in the middle of his groin where his long, thick cock pulsed and throbbed uncontrollably!
Betsy gasped as she saw George reveal his long, thick rod. She wanted to think of something to do to comfort Lydia, but she was helpless. She couldn't even tell Lydia how she felt without risking their discovery. Both she and Lydia were stuck in the confining closet until George had his way with Marylou and left the room so they could escape.
When Marylou saw the huge dimensions of George's cock, she felt a scalding rush of cream from her moist, throbbing cunt. She thought of how good it would feel to have his long, hard cock pushing into her swollen, flooding pussy. Then she thought of Lydia and Betsy in the closet and an expression of distress crossed her face. Lord knows she wanted George's long, stiff cock buried in her hot twat, but still there was the fact that George was Lydia's husband and. Lydia was right there in the closet, watching every move she made. Then Marylou thought of George's angry face when he had been spanking her and she made up her mind. There was nothing to do but to let George have his way with her! Trying to resist any further would be idiotic to say the least.
"Okay, slut! I'm gonna fuck you till your eyes bug out!" George yelled.
He positioned himself between her quivering thighs, his hard hips forcing her creamy thighs even wider apart. Marylou felt the hot, swollen head of George's stiff rod poking around in the steamy folds of her dripping cunt and she wiggled her own hips automatically. If George was going to fuck her, she might as well relax and enjoy it!
"Hold still, bitch!" George commanded.
Marylou panted in horny eagerness. She moaned as his knobby wet glans slid into the slick ring of her throbbing pussy-hole, and the lust feelings his long, hard dick created in her hungry, wet pussy drove all thoughts of Lydia and Betsy out of her mind.
"Ooooooooh!" Marylou shrieked. "Yes! Yes!"
She threw her arms around George's back and dug her nails into the firm skin of his sweaty back. She arched her hips to receive his mammoth prick, taking it in as deeply as she could. She felt gush after gush of her hot cunt-cream boil out, flooding around his rigid cock.
"Aaaaaagh!" George groaned loudly as he felt his swollen stiff cock encased in her silky wet pussy. "You've got a hot cunt, baby," he groaned. "Hotter than Lydia's. So much hotter."
Lydia had all she could do to restrain herself in the closet. George had no right to say anything like that! Her first impulse was to barrel out of the closet and scratch George's eyes out. Luckily Betsy kept a firm but comforting arm around Lydia's shoulder. Lydia wasn't about to forget an insult like that, though! Her eyes glittered and flashed in anger. She would figure out some way to get even with George if it was the last thing she did!
It was lucky that George was unaware of Lydia's presence. If he had known the evil thoughts that Lydia was sending his way and the elaborate plans for getting even with him, he wouldn't have been able to enjoy his fuck with Marylou at all! But George was unaware. And enjoy was certainly what he was doing. He was busy relishing the feeling of Marylou's hot pussy. Slick, hot, tight, pulsing and clutching it was everything a pussy should be.
"Hang on, you hot-cunted bitch!" George yelled. "I'm gonna fuck your ears off!"
Marylou hung on for dear life as George jabbed his cock deep in her creaming cunt. He drove into her with short, hard jabs, almost brutal in nature, that made sweet fiery friction all the way through her whole pussy. He fucked like a trip-hammer, going deep and hard and bouncing her creamy white ass on the mattress in time to his brutal strokes. His hard, full nut-sac slapped sharply against her ass, bringing back exciting memories of her punishment. The slurping and smacking sounds of their fucking filled the air and the sound excited Marylou beyond belief.
George fucked her hard, practically knocking the breath out of her lungs, making the bed shake and the springs groan and creak loudly.
"Do it hard, George!" Marylou squealed in total abandon. "Bang me! Slam your big cock in my pussy! HARD!"
Marylou acted as if she couldn't get enough of that long, hard, slamming cock.
George slammed into her pussy with even more force and she raised up to meet his thrusts. Her ass-cheeks were raised right up off the bed and her thighs were open so wide it looked like she was in danger of splitting wide open.
"Aaaaagh!" Marylou squealed as George's thick, big cock-head butted right up against her soft womb. She felt herself spinning higher and higher toward a massive climax, her burning pussy boiling out gush after gush of steamy cream.
George was almost at the point of no return. He slipped his strong sweaty hands under her hot, quivering ass-cheeks and pulled her towards him. Then he was in the perfect position to sink his hot, hard meat deep down in her burning wet cunt. His balls slapped like firecrackers against her trembling ass, and he panted so loudly that Marylou was almost afraid he'd have a stroke or something from exertion. George was still going strong, though. He was driving like a piledriver, hard and deep. He seemed inexhaustible.
"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" Marylou gasped.
George was fucking with such force that he knocked the breath right out of her with every lunge. But she wanted him to fuck hard. The harder he fucked her, the hotter and better the friction was between his thick, stiff cock and her horny, poking little clitty. She felt the first tremors of orgasm rip through her body.
"Aaaaaaaei!" Marylou shrieked. "Yesssssss! Make me come! Deep! Hard! Yes, oh God, yessss! Oooooooh! Yessssssssss!"
George held still, letting Marylou grind her burning pussy against his thick, hard cock. Marylou grimaced lustily as she came. Her blue eyes rolled wildly and her pink tongue darted out, licking and touching everything it could reach. Her whole body trembled in violent spasms and her pussy contracted, gripping George's hard cock like a vise, squeezing and tugging at his rod until he was forced to let go with blast after blast of hot, creamy jism, soaking her hot pussy again and again.
Both Marylou and George collapsed for a moment when everything was over, and finally George got up almost apologetically and dressed.
"I'm going over to the bar to get a drink," he said, not meeting her eyes.
The minute the door closed behind him, Lydia and Betsy rushed from the closet.
"Are you all right?" Betsy asked anxiously. "Are you hurt?" Lydia questioned.
Marylou answered slowly. "Look… Lydia… I'm sorry about all of this. I didn't really meant to…" She stopped, not knowing what to say.
Lydia put her arm around Marylou's shoulder, patting her gently. "Don't worry about it," she comforted. "It wasn't your fault at all. George is a real bastard to take advantage of you like that. We should figure out some way of making him pay for what he did!"
"Good idea!" Betsy agreed. "Let's all go over to my house and we'll think of something! Good old George is going to have a surprise coming the next lime he tries something like this!"