"Kind of. No, it doesn't feel right."
"Easy, don't fight me. Just let it relax."
"It won't relax! It keeps squeezing when you do th-th-tha-ah-ah-at!"
"I can imagine how it'll feel when you're squeezing my cock like that."
Martha sulked. "Isn't my cunt tight enough?"
"Oh sure," David laughed. "But this… Oh Jesus, I can't wait."
Martha half rolled to her side. "I don't know whether I'm ready for this little idea of yours."
"Hey, just take it easy. Come on, roll over again."
With an exasperated sigh, Martha got onto her belly again and tried to relax. Yes, it did feel kind of good. In a perverse way. David's finger eased her rectum wider and then he inserted two again. He moved them in and out, widening the gap as she made growling sounds deep in her throat.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh God, David, isn't that enough? You don't want to fuck me there, do you?"
"Oh yeah, I've got to get my cock in." He kissed her back as he rolled his body onto hers. She felt his belly against her pert asscheeks. She felt him smearing grease on his cock. Now he was pressing it gently between the soft cheeks. Instinctively she tightened against him and his glans slid across her closed hole.
"Please let me in, darling," he breathed against the nape of her neck. He pressed gently against the tiny, well-lubricated opening. Martha kept closing her eyes and trying to relax. But whenever it felt like he might begin to slip into her, she couldn't stop her muscles from pinching shut.
"We can't do this!" she blurted at last.
"Okay, just rest for a second. We've got time."
David didn't wait long. Before she could get her mind straightened out about the consequences of their act, he was holding the fronts of her hipbones, thrusting in and out between her hot, white cheeks. And the streamlined barb of his cock was starting to hurt her a little as he forced against her rectum.
"Relax, Martha baby," he kept saying.
She forced herself to yield from the hard shoving against her asshole. And when she did, his smoothly greased tip started to penetrate her. She cried out but when the temptation to close herself came, she resisted and buried her face in the pillow. The ridge head of his cock popped inside her circle of muscles and David let out a shaky breath.
"Oh wow, baby; Jesus Christ, that's tight!"
"It hurts a little."
"I'll let you get used to it." He traced the graceful curve of her hips with trembling fingers. "Ohh God, you're beautiful."
"Uhhh, uhhnnnn!"
"See, it's not so bad."
"Ohhh David, it feels so b-b-big!"
"Like this?" He forced it deeper, his teeth closing on the nape of her neck. Martha flopped around as she sensed that swollen glans going deep, deep in her guts. The gel was making it so easy! She squirmed her hips, not really knowing what it was doing to David.
"Uhhnnn, he grunted, digging his fingers even deeper into her belly. Uhhhnn, God damn!"
"Am I hurting you?" she asked, panting faster now. It wasn't the same as getting fucked in the cunt, but the jerking and thrashing was stretching the flesh along her cunt enough to feel good.
"Just keep wiggling like that," David begged.
"Up and down or sideways?"
"Both! Oh Christ, do both!"
Martha rocked her hips rapidly and then began to plunge forward and back, her back humping and then arching sharply. She could feel the thick, hot shape of David's prick speared into the tight hole of her rectum. Her asscheeks caressed his balls firmly as she rolled her hips.
"Ohhhh, ohh God damn… ohhhh, Martha honey!"
"Is it good for you?" she sighed, feeling the slight tickle against her clit as he speared more frantically. She tried to concentrate on that tiny flicker of sex fire. David was squirming wildly against her back, his belly sweaty on her asscheeks and his big cock sliding in and out of her with sticky, greasy sounds. She let him have her completely, let him ravish her poor, virgin ass. But though the tickle of pleasure was there in her cunt, it wouldn't grow large enough for her to do anything with it.
"Harder," she heard herself gasp, wishing it was her pussy getting fucked.
"Baby!"
"Ohh David, ohhhh!"
"Hold on, hold on, Martha… uhhhh, I'm gonna blow my wad!"
Martha felt a prickle of anger as she sensed her boyfriend's nearness to orgasm. He was shivering now, like he did when he came in her cunt. He was jerking and drooling on her back as his cock pierced her hot guts again and again and again. She squeezed her rectum tight on him and he made an animal sound and fucked even faster.
"Yeah… yeah… uhhhhh!"
"Oh David…!" She tried to think of that glow around her clit. But that was all it was. A teasing glow which hadn't been rubbed enough, loved enough. She wiggled her ass furiously, rubbing her naked pubes down against the mattress, but David was oblivious to her pleasure, or lack of it. He was totally lost in stabbing his erect cock in and out of her rectum. It was a new, different way. He was enjoying the strangeness of it, the feel of her plump bottom pressing against his belly and loins. He stiffened and bit her neck again.
"David, darling…" Martha felt the sharp spurts inside her. She knew that the constriction of her rectum was probably making it excruciating for David. And he was acting crazy, flopping around like his prick had been caught in some strange sexual machine.
It was over quickly. David lay heavy on her back, panting, half unconscious with the exhaustion of quick, hot sex. She moved, easing him off of her. His cock was still firmly clutched by her insides but she didn't know what to do. She was a little ashamed of herself for letting him have his way. More than this though, Martha felt frustration. She was thinking of her own pleasure now. And realizing that she wouldn't get it either. Not with David milked dry like that. He always seemed to take his time about getting interested for a second romp.
"Well, take it out, can't you?"
"Yeah… okay." He eased back and his cock came free of her with a soft pop. Her rectum closed, keeping his spilled cum inside. Martha went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up with soap and water. She didn't feel quite so sullied after scrubbing dry with a towel and making sure that all vestiges of the lubrication were gone. But nothing could help the state of her cunt.
It throbbed like never before.
When she got a mirror and held it down between her thighs, her clit looked as if it had been stung by a bee. Its pinkness had turned to a dark ruddy hue and the hooded flaps that hid it were peeled back to expose a finger-like base. She wanted to rub it and bring herself off. But Martha knew that if she did that, she'd feel more guilty than ever. Masturbation was something she'd never been able to feel good about. Her parents had seen to that, especially her mother.
"Ohh David," she breathed to herself. "Why couldn't you understand how horny I get when I come over here?"
When she left the bathroom, David seemed asleep in the same position she'd left him. She touched his shoulder and he made a sound in his throat but didn't open his eyes.
"David, David darling?"
"Hmmm?"
"Want some company?"
"Sure. If you want." He seemed uninterested in further sex.
Martha almost smacked him right on the ass. But she contained her temper and went to find her dropped clothing instead. She jerked up her panties and shorts and pulled her short-sleeved top over her head. David was snoring softly when she wiggled her feet into her jogging shoes and opened the door to the hall.
"That's it for that sonofabitch," she muttered, starting toward the stairs. But a noise in the bedroom to her right, Rebecca's bedroom, made her pause. As she listened she knew she was hearing the unmistakable sounds of lust. And then Rebecca said something as if she were conversing with another person. Martha was drawn to the partly open door. Was this shy-acting nymph sneaking guys up to her room without her aunt knowing. It amused Martha to think of something so unexpected. But when she put her eyes closer to the open door, she found she was mistaken about another person. What she saw shocked her even more.