"Yes!!! Yes, I can… and I will!!!"
And with that he began to rock and push, working all the time. The pain was excruciating to her and she clenched her buttocks as tightly as she could to resist… but… again he pulled her helpless body back to him so that slowly, relentlessly the thick bulbous head of his lust engorged penis wormed with a small popping sound just up inside the tight elasticity of his chestnut haired wife's resisting anal passage.
"Aaaaarrrrrggggggg!!!!"
It felt as though he had rammed his entire fist into her. Janet twisted desperately, trying her best to get away from the red hot searing pain in her rectum. Bob's lust-hardened prick was sinking further and further into the dark virgin passage of her anus and to the physical pain was added a dreadful shameful pain that hurt even more. She had never known that anything could hurt this much. All that filled her mind was pain. She just couldn't get away from him. Coherent thoughts just wouldn't come. A solidly, cylindrical rock was being thrust mercilessly up into her behind. She screamed out, trying to lift her head up but Bob pushed her head back down with the flat of his hand and ground his hips teasingly around so that his cock rotated painfully inside his helplessly kneeling wife's hotly burning rectum.
He pulled almost all the way out of her and Janet thought for a moment that she might get some respite from the awful hurt, but her angered husband lunged forward again and her knees almost collapsed under her, leaving her gasping, impaled totally by his thick penis wedged like the end of a heavy axehandle up between her buttocks, his dark curling pubic hair pressed tightly up into her widely open ass split.
Bob began to gasp for air as he began a steady rhythmic fucking motion behind her nakedly quivering ass cheeks and completely disregarding her intense pain sunk himself deeper into the soft hidden passage of her tightly resisting little nether hole. Janet felt weak and debilitated and as though she would never be able to hold up under the terrible rape of her intestines back there.
She could feel her husband beginning to warm to his task, beginning to moan out his lust behind her. She felt the hot touch of his hands roaming around the naked curves of her body, pinching and kneading her tender flesh into tiny balls of pain.
Bob gloated above her as he watched the progress of his desire-hardened cock in the roundly stretched little hole. It felt so tight and good, he wished he'd done it to her before this. He watched the reddish skin of the tiny clinging circle draw back with his prick, clutching at it as if it didn't want him to come out. At first the pressure on his cock had been unbearable, but now it was just right and exhilarating as it throbbed hotly around it.
Then unexpectedly a low guttural wail began to seep out from Janet's throat as without the slightest warning she began to feel a weird masochistic spark deep within her, come to life. Her belly quivered with a dully, at first, pleasure at what was happening and something about this ghastly treatment released that hidden torrent of lust that lay buried deep inside her… kneeling lewdly her full rounded buttocks waving high in the air while her wildly angered husband fucked mercilessly behind her upraised buttocks into her once virgin rectal passage.
Bob's eyes were glued to his hardened lust-bloated penis as it disappeared right up his young wife's ass with every stroke. It went right in so that not half an inch of it showed and then it moved about in the tight, resistant hole with the whole length of it straining out as if it were going to burst. He reached down and struck at her soft yielding buttocks with hard viscous smacks that resounded through the room. His sweating face dripped onto her hollowed back making it glisten in the light of the room. His breath came in short puffing gasps like a long distance runner, his eyes taking in the whiteness of her quivering body that slipped over his plunging cock like a tight fitting glove.
"Ooooooooooohhhhhhh… God… God… yesss… yesss…" Janet gasped as her angered husband pressed tight against her soft buttocks and rotated the head around and around deep inside her rectum. Her moans were adding to his pleasure and his hands crawled over her buttocks and back, and bright red welts followed his fingers as they dug into her tender milk white skin.
"Mmmmmmmmmm… ooooohhhhhh…" Janet began to croon, but the sounds were different now. Her arousal was apparent even to Bob as her buttocks began to twist beneath him, offering him encouragement as she lewdly, salaciously now, ground her naked hips back at him in obscene invitation. He was fucking deeper up inside his beautiful wife's asshole than he had ever thought his lustfully burgeoning cock would go.
"Oh God Bob… what have you done to me… what have you done…" She felt half crazy as his gigantic rod skewered her tightly into her open belly and her entire body undulated and jerked, her hair flying, her mouth gaping. Over and over she cried out, dancing obscenely back into Bob's powerfully lunging cock, her knees trembling and shaking, her heart palpitating. The frenzied delight spread to her ignored moisture drenched pussy and she felt the pleasure take hold there with an unprecedented strength.
Her husband began to fuck rapidly into her hard and fast, battering and flattening her quivering buttocks with his strongly driving pelvis. He gripped her waist with his fingers squeezing the nude, well tanned flesh that contrasted so sharply with the whiteness of her untanned ass into strange, odd shapes. His mouth hung open and his breath whirled out of it in long, broken gasps.
"Oh God, I'mcumming cummingcumming…" Janet screamed out as Bob gave one last spine-chilling ramrod thrust. His groans mingled with hers, his cock growing first stiffer and then exploding out its heavy load of sperm high up into her wildly sucking anal passage. Wave after wave of his thick hot jism spewed from the swollen tip of his prick filling her desperately contracting belly to the hilt with his molten cum.
Bob's fingers dropped down around Janet's thighs to manipulate the passion moistened lips of his wife's wetly drenched pussy, toying teasingly, increasing her frenzy as together they experienced the wild, untamed thrill of mutual orgasm overtaking them.
Janet's rectum had been thoroughly ravished and she knew it. Life would never be the same, she would never be able to look at herself in the mirror without thinking of her husband's cock plunged obscenely into her anal passage.
She wouldn't be able to face anyone else tonight, she just knew it. How could she sit down at the dinnertable and make polite conversation all the time knowing that her animal husband was gloating over his conquest. She might have enjoyed it finally through the pain but she certainly was not going to let him have the pleasure of really knowing that. Oh God… how she hated him!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Janet Howard fell asleep finally after her husband had gone down for dinner. She positively refused to talk to him and had almost thrown up when he had leaned over to kiss her. "Get away from me you filthy pig," she had screamed at him. Nor the first time in her married life, Janet had been afraid, she had really thought he was going to strike her, she had never seen such anger, such rage on his face before.
Oh God! Why did we come here, she sobbed to herself, I'm so unhappy.
The anguished young wife came out of her sleep to the sound of a sharp knocking on her door. I wondered who that could be, she thought sleepily, trailing her dressing gown to the door with her.
"Yes," she said feebly, who is it?
"It's me, Bridget, Miss. I thought you might like a little dinner on a tray."
"How sweet," Janet said aloud, realizing in fact that she was rather hungry now. She threw on her dressing gown and let the Irish maid into the bedroom, showing her where to put the tray and thanking her.
She turned back to the tray and noticed that there was a pitcher of martinis on it and two glasses. Now who could the other glass be for, she pondered. She had hardly thought that thought when another knock came at her bedroom door.