When George and Linda returned with the twins that afternoon, George was in a super-horny mood. With the twins sitting in the back seat and unable to see what was going on, Linda had been fondling his cock all the way home.
"Daddy," she whispered as they got out of the car, "if Mom isn't home, will you come to my room and fuck me."
"That's exactly what I had in mind," her father grinned. "I've got the Goddamnedest boner."
"I know," she giggled. "I've been playing with it."
Walking down the hall, they passed Della's room and were shocked to see her kneeling naked on the bed between Scott's outstretched legs with his stiff cock stuffed in her mouth.
"Look," giggled Betty. "Mom's givin' Scott a blow-job."
"Jeez," whispered her twin brother. "She's sure goin' down on him."
Staring at the naked couple, George was doing a slow burn as he watched his wife noisily sucking the man's prick. His face turned an angry purple and he was trembling wildly as he clenched and unclenched his fists. His first thought was to walk over and knock the bitch's head off. First she'd been fucking around with that asshole, Earl Morgan, and now she was going down on this guy.
As he stood there staring at the obscene performance with Linda and the twins, his eyes were drawn to his wife's puckered whole as she knelt between the boy's legs, her bare butt wriggling around in the air. With his big thick cock still throbbing from Linda's caresses, he suddenly knew what he was going to do to the unfaithful bitch.
The huge ex-football player quickly removed his shirt and pants, moving slowly up behind Della. Dropping his shorts, he moved up on the bed, his big stiff dong aimed right at her squirming asshole.
"You rotten bitch!" he roared, grabbing her hips with his huge paws and pushing the head of his big dick up against her tight shitter.
"George!" she shrieked, trying to squirm up from her kneeling position.
"Shut up and keep suckin'!" he roared, roughly pushing her face down over the boy's cock again.
"And you, punk," he glowered down at Scott, "don't make a move or I'll crush your fuckin' skull!"
Scott just stared up at the man with a terrified expression on his face, knowing he would be no match for the huge ex-linebacker.
"Jeez!" gasped Bobby. "He's gonna ram his cock up Mom's ass."
"She deserves it," fumed Linda, enraged that she'd caught the woman sucking off her boy friend. "I hope he splits her open."
"Please don't," screamed Della, lifting her mouth from Scott's stiff, wet rod. "Leave me alone, you asshole."
"Shut up and suck!" he roared, slamming the palm of his hand across her face.
When the trembling woman had once more reluctantly wrapped her lips around Scott's dong, George placed the head of his throbbing cock against her trembling shitter. Without any form of lubrication, the man was aware of how painful it would be for her, and that's exactly what he wanted. He couldn't wait to hear her scream in agony. If the unfaithful bitch enjoyed cocks so fuckin' much, he'd give her one she'd never forget.
Clutching her hips, he pulled her soft ass back toward him as he pushed his prick against her tight bung with all his brutal strength.
"No!" shrieked Della, feeling his unbelievably big knob stretching the tight ring of her asshole.
"You're killing me!"
"Shut up, bitch!" he roared, pushing harder and harder against the tight elastic opening, using every bit of strength in his big muscular body.
"Eeeeaaaahhh!" she shrieked when his massive cock-head finally ripped through her raw flesh.
The searing pain was so excruciating that Della momentarily passed out, and when she slowly regained consciousness, it felt like a red hot poker was rammed up her savagely torn ankle.
"My God," she screamed in anguish. "Take it out! Oh, Christ, you're killing me!"
"Alt right, honey," George said in a tender voice as he slowly began withdrawing his dong from the tightness of her stretched rectum. "I thought you loved cocks so much."
When only his big bloated knob remained in her tortured shitter, he suddenly drove the full length of his cock back up into her flaming asshole again with more brutal force than the first time.
"You bastard!" she screamed with the unbearable pain that scared through her tortured flesh.
"Shut up and keep suckin'!" he roared, viciously slapping the soft flesh of her asscheek, leaving a fiery red welt on her tender skin. "Keep suckin' till you get a nice big mouthful of that punk's cock-juice!"
When he began thrusting his big rod in and out of her scalding asshole, the sobbing woman didn't think she could stand much more of the brutal torture. In all her life, she'd never experienced such horrible pain.
"Isn't it nice to be fucked by your husband for a change," he whispered sarcastically, reaching down around her waist, sliding his finger into her cunt as he continued ruthlessly drilling his knob in and out of her shit-chute.
"You bastard!" she mumbled around Scott's dick, afraid to take it out of her mouth.
As painful as the ass-fucking was, she felt a tingle of joy in her pussy when George's finger slid across her clit. The pleasure in her cunt seemed ta be building as he fondled with her clitoris, but the scaring pain in her asshole as still horrible.
Feeling the muscles of her bung slowly relaxing, Della became aware of a strange erotic feeling in her rectum. The woman couldn't understand what was happening, but she soon found the sensation of his cock gliding up into her ass rather pleasant. As the moments went by, Della was soon eagerly anticipating each thrust of his plunging dick. With every stroke, the pleasure seemed to intensify and the woman was soon unconsciously thrusting her ass back to meet every plunge of his big cock.
As the pleasure increased, she was once more aware of Scott's smooth prick in her mouth, and she began sucking on it with more fervor.
"Oh, George," she whispered when her husband momentarily stopped pumping his shaft into her. "Don't stop."
"D'ya like gettin' fucked in the ass!" he panted. "I don't know," she gasped. "But I think I do." Della secretly realized that she was suddenly enjoying the obscenity of her husband's cock up her asshole and Scott's dick in her mouth. She was soon responding to the strange pleasure of this three-way sex. Her entire body was now undulating rhythmically to the two naked males. Each time George drove his dong up into the tight darkness of her quivering asshole, her mouth would slide down over Scott's big juicy prick.
"Hot fucking damn!" sobbed Della, wildly thrusting her ass back to receive the full force of her husband's driving cock. "That's it honey! Fuck me good!"
"Hot damn," giggled Bobby to his sister, "dad's really fuckin' the hell out of man's asshole!"
"And she's sure enjoying it," the girl grinned.
"Betty," her brother suddenly asked. "Can I fuck you in your butt?"
"Why don't you fuck my pussy?" she answered.
"I'm always suckin' or jackin' you off, but I wanta be screwed."
"Do you really?"
"Sure, dummy," Betty grinned. "I wanta find out how it feels."
"Okay," Bobby smiled. "Take your clothes off. I've sure got a fuckin' hard-on."
"What the hell are you two doing?" asked Linda when the twins stared taking their clothes off.
"We're gonna fuck," whispered Betty, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Back on the bed, George was still slamming his cock up Della's asshole while she hungrily and noisily slurped on Scott's delicious stiff dick. Della had completely surrendered to the waves of unbelievable pleasure that were washing through her writhing loins. Her hot, quivering flesh was tingling from the pulsing blood that was pumping madly through her veins. With Scott's cock surging in and out between her sucking lips and her husband's cock slamming up into her pleasure wracked asshole, the woman was ecstatic.
Momentarily releasing Scott's dick from her mouth, she ground her soft hot ass back around her husband's deeply imbedded rod with screams of joy.