"Ooohhh God!" Rita gave out a deep moan, and then moaned again, and from that moment on, the tiny little mewling sounds from deep in her chest did not stop. There was no outside world that existed. All that mattered was her anus and the huge, lust-hardened cock that was stretching it open back up between her thighs. The blunt intrusion of his thick cock vibrated through every fibre of her body, pushing the soft rubbery flesh of her widely stretched rectal passage in great rippling waves before it. It drove into her backside ceaselessly like the bulging girth of a pine tree. She moaned in erotic submission with her eyes and mouth gaping open wide until she suddenly felt the coarse hair of his groin pressing tight up into the naked white orbs of her buttocks. His lustfully pulsating cock was buried to the hilt… all the way and she was spitted on the throbbing hardness like a young lamb being served up for an aboriginal fete. She had never felt like this in her life. The very thought that she was being fucked in the ass by a man she didn't even know, while her husband was somewhere in the same room filled her with such salaciousness that she couldn't stand it. She knew she would never the same after this, no matter what happened later in her life.
Jack Garner peered down like a demented sex maniac at the great measure of his huge cock lunging into her. Even in the dim light of the darkened room he could see how it pulled thin ridges of her dilated rectal flesh out with the base of his cock as he drew back for another lunge deep up inside. Rita could hear his growls of pleasure floating through the room and found herself wishing that the lights would be turned on so her own husband could see her face and apprise the delight it gave her to be fucked in the ass like this, right in front of him.
CHAPTER SIX
It was taking Owen Temple forever to cum. Even though the boisterous red-head had given him the best blow job of his life, he couldn't help but wonder where Rita was. The ex-college football player was pretty certain that she was wandering around the house somewhere, looking for a secluded spot where she could sit and sulk. It was beyond Owen's comprehension that his blonde wife could get into anything like the orgy that was taking place in the Reed home. She was so straight that she would never let another man touch her. When Kelly had singled him out, he had willingly gone with her, remembering that there had been things like this happening to him when he was in college. It hadn't taken the red-head very long to break down the weak defenses Owen erected. Whale he had said to Rita that he was sorry for the way he had treated her the past week, he found that he was not as resistant to the lustful pursuits of another woman after all, and when the lights went out, he reasoned that, since Rita was probably away some where, he could get away with what he wanted. There was so much moaning in the room… moaning of a lustful and passionate nature, that he was certain his own moans would be drowned out, even if she was still in the room.
Kelly was sucking his cock like a whore gone mad trying to make him cum. When that didn't work she would use her hand until her hand was sore. Even though he wanted to believe that Rita was no where in the room, he still could not get her out of his mind as he rummaged through his thoughts, trying to think of a story she would believe when he finally saw her again. Kelly had been working against his mind for over an hour, and Owen knew she was groaning and pleading for him to cum in her mouth or fuck her in her cunt. He had to smile in spite of himself, remembering that Rita had complained that he would cum too early. What would she think if she knew it was now just about impossible for him to ejaculate.
"Owen, lover… what's the matter?" Kelly Garner crooned into his thoughts. "Shit, lover, you're so hard! Why don't you just fuck me with that cock?"
"I was thinking… resting…" Owen answered, blinking his eyes and staring at the impatient woman.
"I don't get it. Look at the way your wife is going at it with my husband. She looks like she could fuck all night without resting, and she sure as hell isn't thinking about anything but that cock reaming up into her."
Owen blinked again and stared at the red-head. Could what she be telling him be true? Was his wife actually being fucked by another man? He followed her glance to the other side of the room, looking over the other people engaged in various stages of lustful pursuit and saw…
He saw Rita! Even as his eyes focused through the darkness, he couldn't believe what she was doing. She was being fucked in her ass like a wanton little bitch by that obnoxious jerk, grinding her hips against him like she couldn't get enough of him into her body. Owen lifted his head and turned to his side to take a long, careful look at the woman making absolutely certain that the darkness was not playing tricks on his eyes. It couldn't be true. She had been so innocent. She would let him fuck her in her vagina, but the only time he had tried to even lick her cunt, she had stopped him. He doubted very much that she would even let him try and fuck her in the ass, but there she was, taking another man's cock up into her rectum and looking as though she would die if she didn't get his sperm flowing around in her nether channel.
She was loving it. There was no doubt in his mind that she liked having another man fuck her.
For a moment, Owen felt a twinge of jealously, even though his own penis was being sucked and stroked and massaged by a woman who was not his wife. He remembered how guilty he had felt when he had fucked Tina a week before, how he had wanted to hide the action from his wife. Hell, if he had known that she wouldn't have cared…
But the twinge of jealously passed, and was replaced with another sensation. Something began to dawn on him. His wife had never even hinted that she would like anything but being fucked in the cunt. Now… maybe… just maybe…
He snapped his fingers and, totally ignoring the pleading red-head who was so desperate for his penis, hoisted himself up and walked over to where Rita was taking Jack's cock into her ass.
"Hey! Where you going?" Kelly said, the hurt in her voice clear and plain. Never had a man just walked away from her like this, and she didn't know what she could do about it.
Owen's cock, still at an acute angle, jutting out from his loins, began to throb in a way Kelly had never been able to make it throb. The handsome, powerful ex-football player could feel his balls filling with sperm at the very thought of what he had in mind. There was no longer any hatred for his wife… no thought of jealously… and certainly none of guilt. The only thought was that he could now save his marriage. He could now strip away all the crap that had been clouding his relationship with his wife for so long. Rita was so out of her mind with passion and mounting lust that she would more than likely do anything without thinking about it. He had seen things like that at college, and he knew pretty much how to handle them. He stood nakedly to one side of his passionately moaning wife, massaging his cock and feeling his own arousal and desire seething through his loins. Kelly had not been able to do anything for him, but the mere sight of his wife taking all of Jack's cock up into her ass… that was something totally different!
He grinned as he thought of what he was going to do to Rita. It was, he realized, something that she would never have done on her own… if they were alone in their bedroom, but something that she would now. With one action he was going to solve all the pent-up problems occurred in their marriage.
Jack Garner's pelvis smacked loudly against Rita's soft quivering asscheeks as he grunted and fucked into the depths of her rectum. His mammoth balls swung hard down against the moist little hole of her vagina and she whimpered, knelt there in her desire-driven submission. The pressure building up in her needing loins was becoming more and more intense and a strange pleasure had taken hold of her entire body. She was pushing back with all her strength as the increasing sensation it caused gained even more control of her. She found herself meeting Jack's sensational in-strokes faster and faster. Nothing seemed to matter now but the exquisite agony swirling and rippling over every inch of her lovely naked flesh. Despite everything, there was only the passion in place of the thought of what she was doing. It was so different… and so wonderful having her ass being scoured by a stranger's cock like this. The uncontrollable spasms of delight grew wilder and wilder with each buffeting slam of his rhythmically fucking cock. She writhed and bucked beneath his powerful charges, gasping and muttering all the lewd words she knew that came to her passion-drugged mind.