"In my ass… in my ass, please" she begged.
Jerry lifted up and she strained down. The spade-like head of his throbbing tool mushed into her tight friction until the anus yawned open and came slamming down around him. He felt the taut ring of muscle scour his burning skin, scrape away the wet to replace it with new wetness.
Jane struggled her squirming, stretching rectum down on the long, gouging stick until her asscheeks pressed against his hot thighs. She paused, her mouth open and eyes glazed as the tender tissue of her ass adjusted to the unusual fullness. Then she lifted up slowly, very slowly, to feel each exciting inch of hard rub and nerve-jangling pressure.
"Oooooohhhhhh…" she happily sighed. "You feel so big and hot."
The liquid-seething interior of her rectum collapsed into a sucking hug around the huge glans as it slid toward her colon. But Jane wasn't about to lose it, she lifted high then dropped down with all her weight. The screeching tension of her gripping hole tore right along Jerry's taut prick skin to send waves of licking fire throughout his body.
Abe's cock was whipping with ease into Beth's now expanded asshole. She was taking it with swift clips of her ass, shoving back and grinding passionately. Tim's long pecker still plowed steadily into her snatch, jamming her crotch with log-like cocks, pummeling all her juicy tissues into hysterical flutters of unstoppable joy and happiness.
"Uuuummmmmm," she hummed constantly as the double heads drove deep at the same time.
The cream of Tim's climax intermingled with her greased fluids to drench her inner thighs and mat his red hair. But his stick was still big and hard, it kept pumping energetically into the froth of its own ejaculation, working like a butter churn, turning the thick wet into whipped cream.
Abe's groans of ecstasy filled Beth's ringing ears as she felt his heavy weight slam completely against the jutting roundness of her cheek-spread ass. Suddenly his cock felt like a thousand fists as it exploded violently into the pink lushness of her rectum. Beth felt herself filling with his spewing jism, felt his pecker thrash like an untended hose.
"Yesssss!" she hissed. "Come in my ass! Spray yourself inside my asshole!" Then she quietly whispered, "That's where you belong."
Abe heard nothing. His fingers dug hard into the billowed meat of her ass and squeezed. The spasmodic lurches of his hips were deep and punishing, his face became a grimace of release. Then with a wheezing exhale, he collapsed forward onto her back, driving her wet body tight down onto Tim… crushing Tim with the added, excessive weight.
Tim couldn't breathe under the crush, but he didn't cry out. His mother's hole was shuddering again, throbbing against him, climaxing with tight clamps and suction. No, Tim could do without air at a time like this… there was always time for breathing.
"Come in my ass… " Jane begged as Jerry's spike ripped deep into her squishing tightness. "Make me feel good, make me happy, make me full… "
His hands squeezed at her breasts and the downy flesh overflowed his fingers. A nipple peeked between his thumb and forefinger, Jerry pinched tight, and Jane's rump came down with a crescendo of slapping ass on thighs.
"Yes!" Jerry groaned as his prick shuddered with pressure. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she gleefully screamed. "Me too!"
Their bodies hurled at each other and coupled together like one person as his hips lifted high and her rump heaved down. She kept her anus glued to his lowest point as the cockhead flared, then opened up to discharge the hot sperm.
Jane's empty cunt was fluttering and streaming wetness down on his balls. She speared her finger inside to pummel the pounding clitoris incessantly as her body rocked from side to side on the erupting fountain in her lovely asshole.
"So good! It feels so good," Jane moaned.
Then it was over. She regretfully lifted away from the drenched prick and felt it pop from her ass. Abe had rolled off Beth and was on his back, huffing, gasping for each breath. Beth was curled protectively inside the strong, manly hug of her son. She whispered in his ear, "You can't feel guilty for not being here when they arrived, Tim. But I'm thankful you're here now, that you're such a grown man, such a man!"
He nodded and closed his eyes. The taste for vengeance was in his mouth, but he knew the chances of satisfaction were slim; the important thing was protecting Beth and Jane, making sure they were all left without any more harm than had already been done.
Jerry stood up and looked at Abe. The hulking man was exhausted, wiped out. Jerry wondered how far his stubby legs would carry him before giving out, before forcing Abe to beg for a break and a rest. Before he could leave the stout fool helpless and unable to travel any further. That's the moment Jerry was planning on, the ripe time for him to leave Abe alone in the deep woods.
He was sure Abe would never find his way back to the cabin; no, Abe had proved he had no sense of direction when they had first gotten lost. In time the overweight lug would stumble onto the highway begging to be taken back to prison where he would get food shelter the safe security of a cell.
"Abe, it's time to go," Jerry said.
Abe lifted his weary head and nodded.
Chapter 9
Jane joined her mother and brother on the bed and the three sat with their eyes on Abe and Jerry. Jerry found a pair of slacks and a shirt in the closet and tried them on. They fit well enough and Jane was surprised by the strange way her father's clothes transformed him back into just an ordinary man. There wasn't that much so special about Jerry, she realized. He was just a man, a fairly good-looking, ordinary man.
But she also understood where he excelled, and that's what impressed her the most. She never would have guessed, never would have selected him under other circumstances. But he had given her a lesson, an example to go by. Birds with the drabbest feathers soar to the greatest heights while the exotic, colorful birds always seem to be doomed to the ground. She looked at Tim. He was another example. Freckle-faced, a nose slightly larger than desired, a crooked, silly grin. But he had proven himself an eagle, an unequalled man. She grinned, the two men who had forcefully intruded into their lives were now dressing to go. But they were leaving behind their most valuable lesson, Timothy.
Beth hugged her arms around her two children. They were like new people to her, stronger, different. Certainly things would never be the same again but they had proven themselves stronger than the men who had tried to destroy them. She was proud of her son and daughter, very proud.
Jane had displayed a few characteristics which Beth was shocked by, her aggressiveness her seeming willingness to let the men do what they wanted. But Beth had to admit she had reacted the same way, she had put up only enough battles to lay her conscience to rest. Then she had wholeheartedly received the men. Yes, she and her daughter were very much alike when it came to the uncontrollable forces inside their bodies.
Her eyes drifted to the lap of her son-at last his petrified cock was relaxing. It had climaxed several times and still stayed stiff due to his youthful energy. But he showed a maturity far and above his years by swallowing his damaged pride and not forcing the two intruders into a violent confrontation. That would have been a stupid, immature act.
Tim stared at Abe trying to stuff his legs into a pair of his father's pants. They were too small for the thick thighs and full ass. Abe tossed them away and grabbed his own prison clothes. Tim kept from smiling, but what he saw pleased him, he had the black numbers stenciled to the back of each shirt memorized. They were long numbers but he knew he would not forget them, not for a long time.
Jerry was right; they'd get caught eventually and sent back to the prison. Tim would wait. Tim knew they'd probably have years added to their sentences, whether or not what they had done to him and his family was ever reported. By the time either man was released he would be full grown, a man himself, a man after satisfaction. It would be easy to keep tabs on them by remembering the numbers… remembering until the day they walked from the prison with their debt to society paid.