"Uggghhhhhh!" the woman wailed. "Ohhhhh fuck my ass…"
Mike watched the man fuck in and out of the girl's tiny passage. He saw his cock come almost all the way out of her asshole and ten shove right back in.
"Ugggghhhh!" the girl grunted as the man pistoned in and out of her twitching anus.
The performance had heated Mike up so much that he pushed deep into his woman's mouth as his prick poured gush after gush of come down her lovely throat. The woman smiled up at him later as if to thank him for the meal. Mike pushed her away. He was fascinated with the ass fucking and watched the straining couple until the man drove deep into the woman's rectum and released his load. As the cream jetted into her bottom the woman sighed and moaned in contentment.
Mike was driven by a strange lust to have Mary. He wanted Mary's ass. Just thinking about it gave renewed life to his cock. He took Mary away from a group of lesbians and pulled her into the corner of the room which contained the pillory. He quickly placed the girl inside the contraption. He stepped back to view his work. She looked lovely. How had such a beautiful girl be so warped? He gazed at her full bottom. It was going to be heaven to be inside of it.
"What are you going to do?" Mary wanted to know.
Mike laughed. "I'm going to fuck that juicy asshole of yours."
"Oh," she said. "Please don't hurt me, mister policeman," she pleaded.
Mike slapped her fanny several times, making her jump and squeal. He then made her suck him to lubricate his dick. Mary sucked him into a fine erection. The man withdrew from her exquisite mouth and began shoving his pole into her back door. Mary had a tight asshole and it really hurt her as the head of his prick eased past her anal muscle. The feel of the wet tissue upon the man's cock made him want more. He eased his organ in deeper.
"Unnggghhh," Mary whimpered, her face screwing up reflexively. His whole cock was inside her tight rectum.
Driven by desire of a magnitude never experienced by him before, Mike rammed Mary's ass. His pelvis slapped against her buttocks. The pillory creaked and shook with the violence of his fucking. Mary was carried away with the whole act. Her body burned with desire. She too had never been so hot. This man's hot cock was producing feelings in her asshole which at other times she had only felt with her cunt. Had she become addicted to anal sex? Would she always need it in the future? She didn't know and really didn't care. She only wanted to come. She only wanted this ass fuck to be the best. She wanted to be able to hold the man and stroke him, to be near him. But the apparatus had the ability of keeping her mind out of the fuck. She could not see the man so she had to close her eyes and let things happen. Only her body was involved in the fuck. That is what gave it its sublime quality. That's where the intenseness came from. Giving in was the answer. The apparatus forced her to let go and give in.
The man's cock probing deep within her rectum was the only reality. His pounding against her bottom, the pulsing of his cock. The fullness of her asshole, the heat of hut consuming her body. These feelings were what counted. Maybe she loved the man.
Mary wailed as the hot cock erupted within her rectum, pouring his come into her.
"Oh, beautiful," she whimpered. "Ohhhhh!"
Mike, with one last thrust, had buried his cock deep within her rectum, and had closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations as he deposited his sperm in her ass. It had been a tremendous fuck.
After Mike had pulled out of Mary's asshole, he underwent a change of heart. He no longer felt the nice feelings for the girl. He was angry at her for making him feel so good!
Mike let the girl loose. Mary looked at the man, somehow sensing what was wrong. She took him by the hand and led him to a secluded corner of the worn. She took off the top part of his uniform and they sat down in the corner. Mary held the man in her arms and asked him to tell her what was wrong. She pressed his head to her bosom and the man began to tell her of his guilt feelings. Mary stroked his head as he spoke and gently fondled his cock. The man felt childlike but comfortable.
"You should not feel guilty," Mary told him.
"I know," he answered. "But all these years I've been so different than I am tonight. I loved what I did to you a moment ago."
"I loved it too, Mike."
"Did you come?"
"Yes. Didn't you feel my ass muscles gripping and milking your cock?"
"Yes," he said, "it was great."
"Do you think you've entered into something here tonight?" Mary asked.
"You mean like maybe we found love?"
"Could be," she said.
"Maybe," he answered, and began sucking one of her nipples.
"Well, what is love to you?" Mary asked.
He unfastened his lips from her nipple. "I thought once that it meant something like duty. I now think that it's fundamental aspect must be pleasure."
"I agree."
He continued. "I think it also has something to do with choice and commitment. To love you have to choose someone from the crowd, so to speak."
"I think you're right," Mary said, squeezing his stiffening cock. "Until lately, we had known one another but we didn't love each other. Until you came out of your shell we could never have experienced this. The two people have to be ready far love. It can't be commanded."
"True," Mike said, again pulling a nipple between his lips.
"Can you say it?" Mary asked.
"I think so," Mike assured her as he mounted her. She held his stiff cock and guided it into her wet pussy.
"Say it," Mary said.
"Wait," Mike said. "Let me feel it first. Let me fuck you and say it when I feel it."
"Ohhhhh," Mary moaned as his cock moved into her slick hole. The man's hips rose and fell in a slow rhythm. Mary followed his movements with her own. Neither of them rushed; they savored the sensations. At this time Mike wondered why he had ever wanted to prosecute this woman and her mother. But then a nagging thought flowed into his consciousness: How would he feel about Mary fucking others? How could his love survive in a sea of promiscuity?
His movements were becoming more insistent. She writhed and clasped him tightly. Her lips kissed his neck and shoulder. His mouth worked at her shoulder, his teeth biting her there gently. They were both lost in one another.
"I love you," Mike breathed into her ear.
"I love you too!" Mary gasped as her earth-shaking orgasm gripped her being and shook her body. Mike literally emptied his balls into her sucking pussy. Never before had he emptied so much semen into a woman. Her vagina could not contain it all and it oozed out around the sides. Mike did not want to pull out. He wanted to stay in her wet cunt forever. The feeling of being part of her overwhelmed him. Emotionally he was shaken to his inner being. The whole thing was too much to comprehend.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Later, they talked again. Mike asked Mary how she felt concerning fidelity. She told him that as long as the pleasure lasted that was how long she would be true.
"But what about your mother, the orgies?"
"I can give them up," she told him. "I can take them or leave them."
"But won't you miss them?"
"Naw. They have no hold on me."
"Great," Mike said.
At this moment the couple wanted to be alone. Their presence at the orgy was embarrassing to both of them. There was no moral judgment involved, they just would have preferred to be alone.
Mrs. Pussie had overheard her daughter and Mike. She knew that if this thing was allowed to go on she would lose her daughter. Something had to be done. She had to destroy this budding relationship. She stood in front of the couple. Several other women joined Mrs. Pussie. These women pulled the naked couple to their feet. Mike's hands were tied behind his back and his ankles were bound together. They left him lying on the floor and started to work on Mary.