Carolyn awoke with the vivid memory of the evening before imprinted upon her brain. She blushed once more as she thought of the passion her old school friend had brought out in her. It was so strange, and so upsetting. Still, Carolyn could not deny that the experience had been something completely out of the ordinary… something completely special that would haunt her for a long while to come. She was thankful that only she and not Shirley had seen the twins tiptoeing from the living room, returning to their own rooms after having watched their fill. Her hatred for their meddling seemed to have grown a hundredfold and it was with difficulty that she even thought about them. How she had ever allowed the perverted little bastards to touch her, let alone force her into a lewd act of submissive intercourse was beyond her, and once more the doubts about her sanity, the confusion of wondering what on earth she ought to do, besieged the twenty-one year old bride.
She'd known many friends who were in analysis, and now she thought of calling one of them to get the number of a psychiatrist who might be able to help her. Still, this morning she didn't feel nearly as groggy as the day before, and Carolyn hoped it meant she would not have any more of the disturbing spells! She rose around noon, her usual time, and took a cold shower. Beneath the jets of cool water, she could not help remembering Shirley's fingers at her breasts, and she wondered what the other woman was doing that day.
Carolyn didn't have to wait long to find out, for when she got out of the shower the telephone rang and it was Shirley. Would she want to come over for lunch at her place? Carolyn accepted, unable to shake the pleasurable memory of the other woman's body close to hers. Perhaps it would happen again, only this time she would be away from the house, away from the dreadful twins!
A short while later she was dressed in a becoming summer pants-suit and a straw hat for the sun. Instead of going into the kitchen to make coffee she decided she would have some at Shirley's. She would stay out late, and that way Don would be home by the time she got back. But before she got out the front door she heard a small voice behind her.
"Going to get some more pussy, Mom?"
Carolyn whirled. Both Tim and Bennie were standing in the doorway to their room, grinning ear to ear like Cheshire cats.
"I'll get even with you spying bastards!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, her normally pretty face distorted by an ugly grimace. "I'll get your father to send you away. You'll be lucky if you get back even on holidays when I've finished. God, how I hate you little runts!"
But the boys' laughter echoed in her ears even after she had slammed out the door, and her threatening words seemed hollow and meaningless.
Nevertheless she rushed toward the waiting car and her friend's house and warm welcoming arms.
Inside the house the boys lounged around for some time before Bennie finally spoke. "You hear what she said about sending us away?"
"Sure I heard it. I'm not deaf," replied Tim, he was cleaning a pair of his old tennis shoes.
"Well, we gotta do something, right?"
"Right!" Tim agreed.
Together they slowly developed what seemed like a good idea to them, and then they set off for the local swimming pool to cool off.
"We'll see who sends who away!" Tim giggled as the two boys bicycled down the road.
At 7:00 p.m. the helicopter landed at Sausalito airport and the tired architect got off. His car was waiting in the nearby parking lot and he headed wearily toward it. He felt oddly old and defeated, even though the building plans were going well. The encounter with Gloria had profoundly depressed him, and after the aggressive girl had left his hotel room, the middle-aged husband had felt used, and one question had burned hotly in his mind. What was Carolyn doing that night? He still thought about that as he drove home on the freeway, and Don was glad that soon he would be home seeing Carolyn and that soon all his fears would be allayed, and his new wife would be close to him again. He scolded himself for being so apprehensive. Surely everything would turn out just fine, despite the growing awareness that his new bride's sexual drives were somewhat stronger than his. He felt that tonight he would certainly be ready for her when he got home. A sense of anxiety and guilt encouraged his desire for Carolyn as he made the turn for San Rafael and headed for his home.
It was a considerable disappointment to him to find when he arrived at 7:30 that his wife's temporary car was not in the driveway. His heart pounding anxiously, Don let himself into the house.
The boys had dinner waiting.
"Hi Dad… welcome home!"
"Where's Carolyn?" he asked. The last thing he felt like doing was eating, but after washing his hands, he sat down at the table anyway.
"Oh, Mom's out with a friend. She ought to be back soon!" Bennie replied.
"What friend is this that she's seeing so much of?"
"Oh, I think she has lots of different ones!" Tim replied ambiguously.
Don tried some of his lamb chop, cooked to perfection by the twins, but he still wasn't hungry. There was an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach, as if there were a hole there.
"Have you seen any of these… uh… friends?" he asked, fearful as to what the answer might be.
"Well, last night she brought one of them home with her. He was kinda weird, named Cyril I think," Tim mumbled while chewing his chop.
"Uh…" Don choked and stood up. "Listen boys, I'm not much in the mood for eating. I think I'll just go in and lie down until Carolyn comes back. Thanks for fixing dinner though. It's pretty good!"
"Well, Dad, we were hoping to get a chance to talk to you about Mom. She's been acting strange lately, and we thought you ought to know."
"Strange… how strange?" Don asked, halfway toward the living room.
"Uh, well, it's hard to describe, Dad!"
"Well, perhaps I'd better wait then and discuss it when Carolyn returns."
Don just couldn't bear discussing his pretty new wife with the boys. All he wanted was for her to return and to tell him that everything was all right, that there was no reason for this terrible feeling of impending doom that he had.
The door closed behind him and Tim and Bennie looked at each other. Now that Dad had gotten back before Carolyn it was going to be a little harder, but somehow they would manage anyway.
A short while later Bennie knocked on his dad's door and entered the room. Don was lying on the bed, but was not asleep.
"Forgot to replace the toothpaste for Mom, Dad. I'll just put it over her sink."
"Fine, Son." It was touching how devoted the boys were to Carolyn. Don closed his eyes once more and sighed. Why didn't she come home?
The toothpaste securely in place, Bennie exited and said good night to his father.
Don was suddenly very tired… the plane trip, the helicopter, the bustle of Los Angeles, all had conspired to make his return home a let down, especially since his wife hadn't even been there to greet him. It wasn't that he'd been that far away or away all that long… it was just the principle of the thing.
He drifted into a half-sleep, and just as he was on the brink of a profound sleep, the door opened and Carolyn came into the room. For some reason he lay still as though he were sound asleep, watching her as she moved.
Carolyn paused over the bed and thinking her husband to be asleep yawned and went into the bathroom. Christ, that girl could go on forever! Not that Carolyn was complaining about Shirley, she had thoroughly enjoyed her lunch, and had stayed on until now, renewing the intimate contact the two women had known the night before. Thinking about Shirley, Carolyn began to undress, taking off her pants-suit and revealing the total lack of any underwear underneath to her husband on the bed. Never suspecting that she was being watched, Carolyn rubbed her palm appreciatively against the golden mound of her pussy, and then turned to go into the bathroom. The light flicked on, and she stepped into the shower, rubbing away the traces of her female companion's perfume as quickly as she could.
Then stepping out of the warm water, Carolyn opened up the new tube of toothpaste she found over her sink and began to brush her teeth.
The taste of the toothpaste was oddly familiar, but pleasant, and Carolyn brushed lengthily, knowing that there would be alcohol on her breath as well as the familiar scent of another woman's excitement.
Refreshed and ready for bed, Carolyn padded barefoot back into the bedroom, and slipped between the sheets on the other side of her husband.
"Aren't you even going to say hello?" Don asked.
Carolyn jumped. "Oh, Don, are you awake? You seemed to be sleeping so well that I didn't want to disturb you… How are you darling, welcome back!"
Carolyn's voice sounded false on Don's sensitive ears, and as Carolyn leaned forward to kiss him, he roughly pulled her to him.
"What the hell have you been doing? Why weren't you here when I got back?"
"Don, you're hurting my hair. Let go!" Carolyn felt frightened. She'd never heard Don use this tone of voice with her and a new side of his personality was making itself known to her.
"Answer me! Who is it you've been out with?"
"Shirley… my old friend Shirley, you've heard me talk about her. I was lonesome… cooped up here with those… kids. I needed someone to talk to!"
The tingling began in the lower pit of Carolyn's belly and she knew she was having another attack. Desperately, she tried to persuade Don that he had nothing to be upset about. She apologized profusely for having been late in getting home, and when her husband let go of her hair she could not help beginning to rub her naked body licentiously against his clothed form.
Before much time had passed, she was begging and pleading with her husband, "Oh, Don, fuck me… fuck me, quick… please, please, do something!"
In spite of the many doubts he had about Carolyn, Don was aroused by the beautiful young woman's agitated motions upon his prone body, and he began to fondle and kiss her, feeling the sleek, white nakedness of her flesh responding to his touches and hearing her urging him to do more.
Hastily, Carolyn helped Don out of his clothing, and while he lay back she moved swiftly and surely over him, letting his hard cock penetrate the widespread lips of her besieged cunt, rising rapidly up and down over and over again, squealing and gurgling as her lust was satisfied again and still again, and still Don managed to remain hard and to refrain from cumming.
"Oh, baby, oh honey, oh Don, oh sweetheart! Oh, it's good, it's so good… oh can you do it more and more and more… I've got to cum one more time… just one more time!"
Don continued to give his young wife the hard up-thrusting that she demanded, as she crazily spun and flung herself down upon him over and over again. And then finally, exhaustion overtook him, and the strain of withholding his orgasm had drained all desire and excitement from him. Still, he climaxed with an unsatisfactory feeling, knowing for sure that something was wrong now. His ejaculation over, the tired architect fell into the relief of a deep and dark sleep.
"Oh no, lover! No… no… not yet… not yet!" Carolyn cooed. But she saw that it was too late. Don's limp penis slid from the seething orifice of her flooded pussy, leaving the drugged wife with a horrible need still untouched within her straining loins.
Hurriedly, she climbed from Don's still body and stood in the middle of the room. She knew what she had to do, no matter how distasteful it might have seemed to her under ordinary circumstances.
Slipping from the room, she padded out into the living room. Her naked body glistening with perspiration, her breathing coming in jagged, uneven bursts as she tried to deal with the mounting desire within her drugged system. Knowing that within the house there was only one answer to her immediate problem, Carolyn headed for the twins' room. Utterly ignoring the dark interior of the room, which she had never even really seen before due to a complete lack of interest in the thirteen year olds, Carolyn headed directly toward the two still forms that lay in the twin beds on the opposite side of the room.
"Both of you wake up! I've got to have both of you!"
"What are you doing, Mom?"
"Oh, Mom, we couldn't possibly do anything like that!"
"Stop it, Mom, stop it!"
"Give it to me! Give it to me! I've got to have it! Got to! You little brats! Do you hear me!"
"Stop, Mom! Stop!"
Even through the deep sleep that had overcome him in the next room, Don could hear the loud noises. They seemed, in fact, to be right in the room with him. Almost as if there were a speaker system there leading from one room to the next. Don woke up in a cold sweat, hearing his sons' strident calls for help, and his wife's words becoming more and more lewd. At first it seemed a terrible nightmare, and it was clear that there was no one in his bedroom, Don ran outside into the living room. The door to the boys' room was open, and he dashed inside.
Tim and Bennie in varying states of undress were clearly attempting to defend themselves against their new mother's attack, as they scampered to the opposite ends of the room to try to escape Carolyn's clutching hands. With one excited lunge, however, Carolyn reached forward and grabbed hold of young Tim's leg, pulling him over and down onto the mattress of his bed, and hurriedly reaching inside his pajamas to find his youthful penis. Her head darted down, her parched lips widened to accept her stepson's swelling cock in her mouth, her seeking, hungry, sucking mouth. While Bennie leaped upon her back in an attempt to pull her away from his brother.
"Help! Help!" Bennie cried, as Carolyn turned on him and managed with her superior strength to get him down on his back. The excited twenty-one year old blonde then pushed her nakedness forward and began to writhe lewdly upon the twins on the bed. While her husband watched in an abject state of shock, Carolyn cried out to the boys, "Oh fuck me, oh suck me, oh do anything to me! Just do it! God, I think I'm going to die! Don't just lie there! Do something!"
Incensed by the obscene sight before him, Don's face grew redder and redder. The lewdly writhing twin surfaces of his wife's totally exposed buttocks before him enraged him still further. He had to take some sort of action, and the first action that came to him was brutal and hideous, but fitting for a woman who was trying to debauch his young sons, he thought.
"I'll do something!" he cried, advancing upon them. "Tim and Bennie, you get out of here! I'll take care of her!"
"Gee, Dad!" Tim and Bennie declared innocently, in unison, slipping out from under their momentarily distracted stepmother's bobbing breasts.
They scuttled away easily, themselves frightened by the look upon their father's face. In all the time they'd known him they'd never quite seen him like this!
Tim and Bennie went to the door, but instead of leaving as they'd been told, they remained, too curious to miss what would happen next.
Carolyn saw the awful look her new husband's face bore and she knew despite the terrific lust brewing in her veins that she had erred hopelessly. Somehow everything had gone wrong, and this was the moment of truth!
Everything she'd worked so hard to attain was now really down the drain, and what was more she felt that she was in great danger of being physically harmed by the normally gentle, understanding middle-aged man she'd married.
"Oh, God. Oh God… let me explain… Don, please let me explain!" she wailed.
"I've had all the explanation I need," Don replied, tight-lipped, his face now ashen white. Carolyn tried to be sweet, charming, alluring. "Oh, Don… darling… please…" Her fingers went up to Don's face, but her touch enraged him so that Don twisted her arm around, until she was forced to turn her entire body about, until she was lying on her breasts and belly on one of the boys' beds.
"No, Don, nononono!" she cried. "Oh, let me go… please let me go… I promise you it will never happen again!"
"Get up on your knees and I'll give you something that you'll never – God, no, never forget!" Don cried out.
Cringing helplessly forward, Carolyn obeyed slowly, her knees quavering as she raised her creamy mounds high on the bed. She looked back at her husband with an expression of sheer terror, feeling that she was about to receive the thrashing of her life. But Don had other things in mind. Beating was too good for Carolyn, he felt, and only something particularly suited to her crime would suffice.
"You thought you had a good thing going, didn't you?" Don asked, his voice bitter and his eyes filled with loathing for the beautiful young creature who knelt lewdly upon the bed in his sons' room.
From her uncomfortable position on the bed, terror struck deep in Carolyn's heart. "Oh, Don, please don't say things like that to me… Oh, Don!" she whimpered.
Everything was muddled in her mind. It didn't seem possible that she could be finding herself in this situation. And yet didn't her wanton actions indicate that something was wrong? Still, even before the strange spells, Carolyn had to admit to herself that she had been restless enough to accept the magazine salesman's intimate embraces, and if she had not been caught by the twins, it would have been fun having him back, time and time again. Don was right to be furious with her, but God, what was she going to do now? How could she ever start her life over again? Without Don's benevolent protection, without anything?
Don peered down at Carolyn's white, widespread buttocks deciding that he would punish the lovely young girl he'd been so in love with in a manner which she would never ever forget. How many times had she betrayed him in the short weeks of their marriage. Don hesitated to even wager a guess. He'd been so anxious to keep her happy, so hopeful that she would return the deep love he felt for her. But she had been insatiable, so insatiable that she had gone into his sons' room to attack them when he had fallen asleep! It was unspeakable! Unthinkable! Perhaps she'd even been in their room before! The boys had said something about their new mother acting strange, and he'd paid no attention to that!
"You spread those legs wider!" he commanded. He was naked behind his adulterous new bride, his once dormant penis now bulging thick with big veins that stood out on the sides of the hardened shaft. Leaning over, he slowly and deliberately parted the cheeks of the twenty-one year old's full rounded buttocks wider than they would normally go. He heard her moan and then with a perverse smile on his lips, he bent forward and licked the small brown opening of her tiny, puckered anus.
"Nnnnnnnnnn…!" Carolyn shuddered at the hideous wet feeling back there. It seemed so obscene that Don should be doing such a thing to her, and yet, deep inside the little thrills created by the 'sauce' she'd consumed in her toothpaste began to sprout once more. How could she protest when she knew that she deserved this from Don. He was her husband, and she could not deny that she had been unfaithful… more than that, she had committed an unforgivable act of bestiality, fornicating with a dog! And the family dog at that! More than that she had known mindless delights with her husband's children, accepting their slender boyish cocks high up within the moist, willing confines of her womb, and had made passionate love with another woman, not once, but twice.
Now her husband's tongue flicking teasingly in the crack of her defenselessly spread ass-cheeks sent chills running through her.
"Wider!" he ordered gruffly, beginning to really enjoy himself. Don withdrew his tongue and peered hungrily at the little brown opening. Carolyn's long, beautiful legs were spread far apart, so far that she could feel the pull on the tendons where her thighs joined at her loins. Then suddenly the new bride felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her rectum and she realized with alarm that Don was working his finger into her back there. His finger was thick and with a sudden surge of fear Carolyn realized that he was going to push it all the way into her. She tried to wiggle away from him as his middle finger began to turn in the deep channel of her tightly clenched rectum, sliding steadily inward and then pulling out and pushing back in with abrupt jerking motions.
"Nnnnnnnnnnghhhh!" Carolyn groaned. The pain in her unused passage was indeed horrid and even worse was the very idea of what Don was doing!
But Don pulled her buttocks back up in the air, when she tried to scramble away, or lean forward to escape his touch. He made his guilty young wife remain in the humiliating position that made her rear passage so wide open to his lewd fondling.
"What's the matter? Don't you like it? You were begging for something… for anything… well this is something!"
The watching twins cowered by the door, wondering if perhaps they had gone too far in their little trap. To their amazement their father had turned into a cool, appraising madman. They had not quite expected that. But they decided to watch it all to the very end, in case they might be able to be of some assistance in one way or another.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhhh!" Carolyn grunted, more softly now, and the boys could see that their father had removed his finger from their stepmother's back passage, and that he had replaced it with the hard knob of his thrusting cock. They could see that his penis was beet red from the effort of trying to slip into the tight cringing little hole that nestled between their new mother's pale and trembling buttocks.
"Jeez!" said Bennie.
"Cripes!" Tim whispered under his breath.
Carolyn's face reddened. She seemed so very exposed, so vulnerable. Tears ran down her cheeks and her long, blonde hair fell in her eyes. She was trying to support herself on her elbows but every now and then she would pitch forward, propelled by Don's thrusting penis. It was only in about a quarter of an inch, but the pain in her virginal back passage was more than she could bear.
"I'm going to fuck you within an inch of your life… fuck you in that tight little ass of yours… the one you sit on all day long except when you're shaking it for someone else!" Don whispered, huskily.
Don's words stung and echoed in Carolyn's ears and her pink, flushed body trembled uncontrollably from the pain in her rectum.
Don let his fingers roam teasingly all over Carolyn's beautiful legs, her hips and her belly, and both of them sensed that it was for the sake of memory… that it was perhaps the last time he would be touching her. Carolyn felt her skin crawling everywhere Don touched. She whimpered softly now, wondering if he would ever be finished with her, and yet not wanting it to end, for at the end, she felt was an abyss of darkness in which Don would not care what happened to her.
Then his hands slipped into the warm, hair-fringed lips beneath Carolyn's pale white belly, the obscenely wriggling fingers sliding wetly into the defensively moistened slit of her blonde-haired cunt.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
Simultaneously, Don began to rock and to push, rock and push, worming forward all the time, pulling Carolyn's helplessly exposed body back to him so that within moments the hot tip of his penetrating penis surged forward all the way up into the depths of the young girl's tightly resisting anus.
"Aaaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!" Carolyn twisted desperately, trying her best to get away from the red-hot searing pain in her rectum, but Don's thick cock was angrily sinking further and further into the tight, dark virginity of her back passage and the shameful pain flared up to include every portion of her being.
The young woman felt weak and debilitated as though she would never be able to hold up under this lewd back-fucking. Behind her she could feel Don beginning to warm to his task, moaning out lustfully behind her in a voice she'd never heard him use before.
"UUUUuuuuuughhhhhh! Fuck back… fuck back!" he growled out.
Weakly at first, and then with more and more assurance, Carolyn did as she was told, while nearby the twins watched with increasing interest.
With each vicious stab from behind, the young wife tried to screw her quivering buttocks back into the pain. Perhaps, soon, it would be all over. Perhaps then this one would be the last, horrid stroke!
But it was not over, and Carolyn's cries of distress began to trail off as the odd pain, without the slightest warning, began to ignite a masochistic spark deep within her. The drugged wife's belly quivered with a definite pleasure at what was happening and something about even this ghastly punishment released that hidden torrent of lust that had lain buried inside her. She could visualize herself almost as though she were someone watching herself lewdly kneeling, her full firmly-rounded ass-cheeks quivering high in the air while her angered husband thrust mercilessly, over and over again, into her once-virgin passage.
"Mmmmmmmnnnnnn! OOOOOooooohhhhhh!" Carolyn began to cry and the sounds were quite different now. At the door to their room, watching the entire scene the boys were relieved to hear their stepmother's cries and to know that she was enjoying the brutal act that their father was committing. The disheveled blonde's arousal was most apparent, even to Don, who was himself mesmerized by the sight of his thickly swollen penis as it entered and exited from the tightly stretched nether ring of his wife's anal passage. Carolyn's straining mounds had begun to twist and bounce beneath him, offering him encouragement as the haunted woman wagged herself back at her husband in open invitation to ravishment. Don was slithering deep inside her, deeper than he had ever thought that he could go. And it felt damned good and tight!
"Don't stop, Don! Don't ever stop. I love it… I love it!" Carolyn suddenly blurted out in helpless surrender. It felt incredible. Like no pleasure she'd ever known… different from regular lovemaking and satisfying in every way.
"Oh my God Don… oh Don darling what are you doing to me? What…" Carolyn's wild entreaty was interrupted. For the first time in her life she was experiencing something very rare, an anal orgasm. But that was what it was. It spread most definitely from the filled nether passage of her rectum to the tingling inner passage of her vagina, and then began to spiral and grow as Carolyn moaned and danced obscenely back toward her husband's wetly skewering cock, her knees quaking, and her heart palpitating as the frenzied delight spread to every portion of her nakedly gyrating body.
"Oh my God, yes… oh yes…" Carolyn hissed softly, and Don's fingers dropped down around the keening, blonde wife's thighs to manipulate the passion moistened prissy, toying teasingly, increasing her orgasm with his fingers.
At the door, the boys watched as their father thrust one more time, then again, and then another time into their mewling stepmother's spreading anal channel and then his groans mingled with hers as his heavy cock grew stiff with desire for release. And then Don pumped his heated sperm high up into Carolyn's wildly contracting anal passage. Together they felt the acute thrill of mutual climax overtaking them and moaning and gasping for pleasure they both collapsed heavily on the bed. As they lay there stunned, the adulterous young wife could still feel her husband's spending penis emitting its last few drops of semen high up with the compressed mounds of her flushed and heated ass-cheeks.
"Wow!" cried Tim.
"You said it," Bennie agreed, and both boys left the room. They were hungry and a midnight snack was just what they needed.