"Ram it in," he ordered again, guiding it down towards the hairless little circle. With a feeling of revulsion and yet the terrible need to comply with the request of her husband, Julie clasped her fingers around the swollen throbbing flesh and placed the tip of it against the tiny opening between her ass-cheeks. There was a quick sudden thrust, accompanied, by an animal-like grunt from Brad, and then Julie felt tight resisting nether ring give way before the relentless pressure, as the blood-filled cock-head popped up inside the cringing little orifice.
He pressed forward slowly, implacably forcing the hotly throbbing hardness further and further up between the vainly resisting walls of her rectum until he was sunk deep in the tightness of her bowels as she screamed and lurched wildly beneath him. "AAAAAaaaaaaiiiii…!" the beautiful blonde wife screamed and lurched wildly as the reverend forced his hotly pulsating cock deep up into the tightness of her defenselessly resisting anus!
Brad began to fuck back and forth, his sperm-bloated balls smacking hard up against her cunt, while an overwhelming sense of excitement spread through her body, a sensuousness she had never known, and which nothing on earth could suppress. She moved back against Brad, arching her body, thrusting her buttocks upward and outward, rotating them in tiny teasing circles, meeting his forward thrust.
She was possessed again with a sense of the most ultimate ecstasy of which a woman was capable, and at the same time with a sense of sin that nagged at her relentlessly, that made her feel wicked and wanton. She remembered that she had hardly let Brad touch her before, that she had been shocked, disgusted, even, when his tongue had trailed across her belly towards the little patch of pubic hair down between her legs. She had clenched them tightly together, had pulled his head back, away, with a vicious gesture… but now… now!
She knew he was ready to cum, ready to shoot his boiling sperm deep inside her. And yet he held back for a moment, to enjoy still more the climax he was so close to reaching. He withdrew his lust-swollen cock, almost to the huge bulbous tip, then shoved it deep into her naked belly again with a loud groan that filled the room.
He fucked rhythmically in and out now, spearing into the soft spongy depths of her anus, lunging with long smooth strokes, pulling out with tiny ridges of her pink, clasping flesh clinging to the base of his cock. His body jerked and quivered, and then with a sudden spurt, his white hot sperm gushed forth in an abundant torrent into her openly clasping asshole.
Julie bucked furiously back to meet his violently thrusting movements, and then she let out a little scream of pure bliss as she felt the boiling cum fill her throbbing little passage. It splashed back out again, around his still wildly driving penis, to run down the crevice between her wide split buttocks, and then she felt Brad's final withdrawal as he pulled his now softening penis from her asshole with a slight sucking sound.
She lay still, her head buried in her arms, feeling strangely satisfied, and then the sound of a familiar voice roused her. She turned to look around and saw that she and Brad were not alone. She shook her head, blinking a little as she opened her eyes wide, and then she recognized in a sudden flash of anguish that Janice, her own daughter, was in the room with them.
Her mind whirled; she couldn't think. Had Janice seen them? Had she watched the lewd, evil spectacle? Had she seen her own father lewdly sodomizing her mother?
Julie raised herself up on her elbows, looking again. And then she saw that Janice was not alone either… not by a long shot. In the semidarkness, she could still make out of the features of Bill Lowell standing behind her, while the physical education teacher, Rudy Creighton, faced the young defenseless girl. And then she saw that her own thirteen year old daughter was impaled on the dean's cock skewering into her from behind… that her daughter was being sodomized too… while the gym instructor rammed his rock-hard cock deep into her daughter's cunt. The two of them were fucking into her with long, hard strokes pumping her up and down as she thrashed about, impaled by the two of them, her legs dangling just above the floor, suspending her, like some weird, art object that might have been hung from the ceiling.
The child whirled about, buffeted by the two older men, their evenly pistoning cocks matching in their lewd rhythms, while she began to moan, softly at first, with the pleasure pain of the complete and utter ravishment, this double invasion of her hot moist parts.
The moans and whimpers began to swell, with the throbbing urgency of the movement, the intense, incredible joy that swept in breaking waves across her feverishly vibrating body, until they became screams of pure passion. She began to move up and down on the two lust-driven cocks spearing into her, writhing, thrashing about now of her own volition.
And then the voices of the two men, the dean and the athletic director blended with hers, and they groaned as they pistoned in and out of her two wet, warm openings, and then, almost in unison, their hips jerked forward and they send long thick jets of white semen spurting deep into her belly, deep into her bowels. There was another long scream of ecstasy, and then with a wild shiver of the purest joy, the most unimaginable pleasure, Janice's newly ripe young body convulsed in her own orgasmic spasm.
Julie stared speechless, shocked beyond endurance at the sordid sight and then one scene after another chased itself through her troubled mind, one thought crowded out the one before. Her only child! Janice! A baby, really… oh, how could they?
She wanted to rise from the couch, to swoop her up, to cradle her in her arms as she had when she was still an infant. She twisted her head, straining to see her, expecting, somehow, to look at a mere toddler, struggling to her feet, coming towards her with outstretched arms, asking to be picked up.
And then it dawned on her! Janice was a woman, too. She had the same needs, the same desires that she herself now knew she had. And she had experienced the same pleasure, the ultimate ecstasy. She was a woman… a real woman… even at her age, and Julie could only blink back her own tears of joy at the thought.
Something had happened… something incredible had happened to the two of them…
She was still too confused to understand what it was exactly. She only knew that everything was different.
EPILOGUE
As soon as the family of Reverend Bradley Corman arrived back at their small house, they started packing. Within two hours they had the entire contents of their little house that they had rented for the past month ready for transit. Although there were still many questions to be answered, all of them wanted to be as far away from the Craven School for Girls as possible and especially away from the School Board of the district.
Corman resigned his position and also notified his bishop that he was leaving the church. At first the young man had panicked at the thought of being unemployed but then he and Julie had talked it over and decided to try writing a book about their bizarre experience at Craven. At first, he had rejected the idea but then he submitted an outline to a publisher and a large advance was forthcoming.
At this writing the book is in its fourth printing and Corman is negotiating for the movie rights. Although his story is a popular one people often accuse him of having an overactive imagination. You and I know the truth is always stranger than fiction.