She squirmed slightly on her chair, opening and closing her thighs, and looked at Jack Goren. “Lynn and Barry seem to have disappeared,” she said.
“So they have,” Goren grinned. “And I know where.”
“So do I,” Kim said boldly. “I… think we should go to the same place, don’t you?”
Goren moistened his lips. “I do, indeed.”
Lynn stood up, smoothing the sheath down over her flanks. “You’ll have to lead the way.”
He took her arm, feeling the heat of her hip and thigh pressed against his own leg, feeling his cock begin to harden. He led her down the hallway by the bar and opened the door to the master bedroom quietly, pushing it wide and then drawing Lynn across the threshold and slightly in front of him, so that her tightly encased buttocks were pressed hard back against his now turgid cock.
Kim inhaled sharply at what she saw in the soft moonlight streaming in through the window. There, on one of the beds, was her husband, kneeling between Lynn’s legs raised vertically toward the ceiling, imprisoning his head there, his mouth buried in the soft fleece-lined vagina, his tongue burrowing deep into the slippery passage. He was making low, growling sounds in his throat as he labored, and Lynn was mewling delightedly at his ministrations, her hips churning wildly on the bed.
“Christ!“ Goren said, moving his loins against the softness of Kim’s buttocks.
“How do you like that, honey. He’s licking my wife’s cunt!“
His words hissed into Kim’s ear and she felt the prurient sensations which had gripped her body outside magnify in her mind. Her breath caught in her throat at what she was witnessing-and at the hard protuberance of Goren’s cock pressing into the crevice back between her soft yielding buttocks. Her stomach was churning madly now as she listened to the slurping and sucking sounds of her husband as he suckled the twitching pussy of Goren’s wife. And then Goren’s hand slipped around to her front, slipped inside the low-cut sheath and inside her loosely-fitted bra to cup her entire nipple-hardening tit as if she were a pubescent child. She gasped softly as his thumb rolled over the nipple, and pressed her cheeks back against him with a little undulating motion that caused him to squeeze her breast painfully.
Into her ear he breathed hot breath and the words: “I want to tuck you, Kim.
Now, right now. I want to tuck you in the asshole! Kim, I want to tuck you in the asshole!“
She stiffened for a brief instant at the vile words, at the idea of her virginal anus being rent asunder by his huge, bloated penis. But then the sight of her husband licking and slavering between Lynn Goren’s legs, and the feel of Jack’s hard, unresisting cock in the crevice of her buttocks, sent more ripples of desire surging through her body. Well, why not? Why not? Why shouldn’t she let a man tuck her from behind? She had tasted a man’s cock, Barry’s cock, for the first time last night; her mouth was no longer a virgin, so why should she allow her anus to remain virginal? She was emancipated now, wasn’t she? a woman of the flesh? Why not cast this last vestige of innocence to the wind as well?
She turned her head slightly and whispered, “Yes! Yes, Jack, fuck me back there! Put your cock between my legs back there. I want you to, Jack, I want you to!”
Breathing raggedly with inflamed lust at her acquiescing words, Goren pushed Kim toward the one remaining bed in the room. Once there, he turned her to demand that she strip naked-but she was one step ahead of him. Her fingers were already drawing down the zipper at the rear of her sheath, drawing it all the way down to the base of her spine and then she shrugged out of the garment and let it fall. She stepped out of the pool, unhooking her bra, letting her lust-swollen breasts bob forth, the nipples like chips of hot rock; she pulled her panties down, and stood before Goren completely nude, her eyes fastened on the oblivious couple only a few scant feet away, hearing them moan and mewl as their lust was being fulfilled-just as hers would soon be.
Goren had stripped his own clothes from his body by then, and his huge, oscillating, erect cock jutted out like some monstrous implement of delicious torture from his abdomen. He took Kim’s tiny waist in his huge bands, his breath hot on her face, and turned her, forcing her down onto the bed on her hands and knees so that she was facing the wildly twitching couple on the other bed. He knelt behind her, holding his great prick in one hand only inches from the tiny puckered ring of her rectum while his eyes fastened on the tableau of Barry Sutton’s insane licking of his wife’s insatiable cunt.
Then, with his other hand, he began to stroke Barry’s wife’s soft white buttock mounds, teasing her rectum with the tip of his finger, enjoying the first moans of pleasure which were erupting from her throat. Slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her anal opening, wiggling it around it inside, drawing greater whimpers of increasing desire from Kim’s throat. He released his cock then and used both hands to draw wide apart the glistening moons of her upraised buttocks, stretching the rubbery opening wide with his thumbs. He leaned forward, so that the hard, fleshy head of his blood-engorged penis rested against the tiny, defenseless hole. He moved his hips, teasing the shaft along the crevice, poising it finally at the wrinkled, slightly cringing anal ring.
Kim was trembling with a mixture of momentary fear at what was about to happen, and intense lusting anticipation of it. She could feel the huge, bulbous head of Goren’s prick resting at her asshole, and she thought: It’s going to hurt, Oh God it’s going to hurt when he shoves all of his gigantic cock into me. But I don’t care, I want it to hurt, I want him to tuck me there. God, I’m so hot I can’t stand it… I can see Barry there, sucking Lynn’s pussy, reveling in it, sopping up all of her juices and it’s making me…
“Aaaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhh!“ she screamed then, shutting off all her thoughts as a violent, shuddering pain rippled through her body. With a brutal forward thrust, Goren had bored his mighty cock far up into her tight, innocent asshole, tearing it through the membranes passage to bury it almost to the hilt. He clutched hard at her hips, flexing again as he thrust still deeper into her rectum, into the warm forbidden depths of her anal passage. The pressure pushed her forward, pushed her head down onto the chenille bedspread and prevented her from watching any longer the actions of her husband and Lynn on the next bed. Goren began heaving forward with long, sawing strokes now, the rubbery walls of Kim’s asshole expanding before his invading sock until, finally, with one last savage lunge he buried every single inch of his tremendously expanded penis into her warm, tight anus.
“OOooooohhhhhh!“ Kim moaned. “Ohhhhhh God, Jack, it hurts! It hurrrttttssss!
Oh, I can’t take it, it hurts too much!”
“Just… relax, honey… just relax and fuck back,” Goren panted his instructions. It’ll… stop hurting… in a little… while…
Numbly, Kim obeyed, grinding her buttocks back against his sawing cock. And suddenly, Goren’s predictions came true; her anal pas sage grew accustomed to the great monster imbedded there, and she was overwhelmed in a sudden burst of desire. Yes, yes, she was de ginning to like it! She was beginning to enjoy this lewd, bestial sodomizing of her private, secret passage. Her head flailed from side to side and she buffeted back harder and harder against Goren’s pistoning prick, feeling his bloated testicles resound as his belly smacked wildly against the upturned cheeks of her lovely, cream-white buttocks.
“Ohhh, yesssssss, Jack, you were right, it’s goooodddd… oh Jack, fuck it, tuck it harder, fuck my asshole harder…!“