"Goddamn you!" she whined, landing in a very undignified heap on her side.
With the pointed toe of his boot, Frank nudged Marge onto her back. Then he dropped to his knees, straddling her midsection, and opened the brown paper bag. His green eyes glinted with perverted lust as he whipped out her "present" and showed it to her.
Marge stared in horrified disbelief. The object Frank held in his hand was the most obscene thing she'd ever seen. It was a huge artificial cock, easily a foot long and as big around as Marge's wrist. The head was nearly the size of her fist. It was made of a dull-sheened, jet-black rubber, the consistency of which simulated an erected phallus. The shaft was festooned with prominent, vein-like ridges. The massive, mushrooming head had a pencil-sized hole in the end of it, from which an unseen plastic tube traversed the center of the shaft, connecting the glans with a rubber bulb that served as a single, grotesque testicle. Beyond the flared base of the shaft, there was a narrower handle, by which Frank held the monster dildo.
"Where did you get that… that monstrosity?!" Marge gasped.
"Friend of mine's got a dental lab," he said with a lecherous grin. "Had him make it special for you, baby. You like it? Want'a kiss it before I give it to you?"
CHAPTER SIX
"Frank, nooh! You can't be… serious! Good Lord, that thing… would split me!"
"Horseshit. Ain't you been tellin' me how you wish mine was a foot long and twice as big around? Well, that's exactly the size I had my old buddy make this for you."
"But-but… I didn't mean it!" she wailed.
"Aw, come off it, Marge. You can't bullshit an old bullshitter like me. You know damned well you want this crammed up that hot little belly of yours, and you might as well admit it, 'cause I'm gonna give it to you whether you do or not."
"Frank, please! I didn't mean it!"
"You want'a lick it first? Get it nice and slick with spit?" he asked, and pushed the bluntly rounded end of the coal-black head between her tremulous red oral petals.
Marge swung her arm and knocked the offensive thing away from her mouth. "Stop it,Frank! I don't know… what's got into you tonight… but this insanity has… gone too damned far already! Now leave me alone!"
"You fuckin' slut!" he hissed, and slapped her hard, his palm effecting a loud SPLAT as it contacted her cheek and snapped her head to the side. "Where do you get off talkin' to me like that? You said you wanted one a foot long and twice as big around as mine! Well, Goddamn it, woman, I paid good money to have this made for you! Just exactly the way you said you wished my cock was! And I intend to use it on you! At least once! Even if I have to hogtie you to do it! You understand me?"
Marge nodded fearfully, blinking up at him through tear-misted eyes. "But, Frank, I can't… possibly ta-take that thing!" she whined. "Haven't you done enough… to me already? What are you… trying to do? Kill my love for you?"
"A big fat dick is all you love!" he slurred cruelly. He'd had too much to drink now, too, and the whiskey was bringing out the mean streak in him, the side of his personality that Marge had only caught glimpses of before. "Well, by damn, I got a whopper of a one for you, and you're gonna take it!"
He ripped her expensive dress off her, ruining it forever. All the cringing woman had on now was her garter belt and nylon stockings. To Frank, she was more sexy-looking that way than she ever could be bare-assed naked, so he left her feminine hose and their supporting garment on her. He pried apart her legs and knelt between them, then leaning over her, he captured a tender nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched down on it sadistically. When her mouth flew open to scream, he stuffed the huge head of the ugly dildo into it.
"Suck it, bitch!" he hissed. "Suck on that black motherfucker or I'll tear this little girl's titty plumb off you!"
The way he was yanking her breast around by the nipple, it felt to Marge as if he were already tearing it out by the roots. Great flashes of searing pain blasted through her. Her cunt gave an-involuntary gulp, ejecting an equally involuntary surge of clear cuntal juices.
God help me! she groaned inwardly, for the sudden burst of sexual pain made her shiver with masochistic delight. The perverted bliss of it overwhelmed her.
Yes, yes! Tear it off me! she felt like yelling as, her son and her sense of decency forgotten, she grabbed the dildo's thick shaft with both hands. Her slender white fingers tried in vain to completely encompass the wrist-thick black rod. She began slavishly sucking the vulgar head, her soft red lips fighting to take more of the dildo into her mouth.
Evidently the rubber wasn't fully cured, for it had a raw, sharp tang to it. Marge didn't mind the foul taste of it. She was totally caught up in her fit of masochistic ecstasy. So long as Frank kept hurting her tits, he was her master and she was his sniveling slave.
When he turned loose of the rubber phallus, she held it herself and kept sucking it fervently. He grabbed her other nipple and started jerking at both of her tender tittles.
"Lick it!" he ordered. "Coat it with spit!"
Immediately she obeyed, pulling the bulbous head from her mouth with a loud, lascivious slurping noise. "Oh, shit, this is insane!" she said, as her pink tongue began lapping lewdly at the obscene black shaft, applying saliva which she knew was to serve as a lubricant when he tried to stuff the monster up her. "But don't stop! Aaaggghhhh! Hurt me, hhuurrtt mmeeee!!!"
She wasn't the first of his girlfriends to beg for more in the heat of passion. He wondered how Marge would take to a good whipping with his broad, silver-studded belt. Then he decided, Nah, not in front of her kid. I'll save that for some other time. It's roughing up her boobs that turns Marge on the most! So he continued to punish her breasts, making her moan and whimper piteously as she gladly licked every inch of the black horsecock he'd made for her till the entire shaft and glans glistened wetly with a coating of her slippery, bubbly spit.
When he was satisfied with the way she'd prepared it for her puss, Frank released Marge's tits, grasped the dildo by its handle and wrenched it out of her hands. The testicular bulb was filled with milk, to which clear gelatin had been added to give it a cummy consistency. Aiming the glans at her nose, Frank compressed the bulb and sent a stream of the gluey substance splattering over her face.
Marge didn't complain or even ask what it was. All she did was whimper submissively and bat her eyes. If she had any desire to wipe the glutinous splotches off her face, she failed to act on it.
"It wo-won't fit!" she stammered, when Frank began working the forefront of the hard-rubber cockhead into the impossibly small opening between her pushed-apart legs.
"I'll make it fit, baby," he replied huskily, his hands shaking with excitement as he watched the huge glans sinking into the yielding softness of her well-lubricated cuntal orifice.
"Aaaggghhhh! Please, Frank, nooh!You're tearing me!" she whined.
Only the front half of the mushrooming crown was into her, and her brownish labia were already stretched tautly about it.
"Don't sweat it, baby!" Frank told her, although the firm/soft shaft was beginning to bow as he increased the pressure. "Puss'll stretch a mile 'fore it'll tear an inch!"
Beads of sweat were forming on Frank's upper lip and forehead as he grasped the front part of the shaft with his left hand and began pushing harder, trying to force her elliptical slot open with the gigantic head of the artificial penis.
"Aaaarrgghhhh!" Marge groaned, her heels and hands digging at the threadbare carpet as she scooted backward in a frantic attempt to escape the unbearable pain in her loins.
"Hold still, Goddamn it! Take it, take it!" the redhead hissed as he crawled after her, jabbing the dildo cruelly at her elusive crack.