"Fuck me, Dave," she pleaded, crawling back to the mattress and opening the hungry gap of her dripping cunt. "Oh, Christ, I need your cock! I want you to fuck me so bad. Oh, fuck me, you big-cocked bastard!"
Dave slid his jeans down and dropped on top of her writhing body, fucking his burning prick into her cunt with one sword-like thrust. Her asscheeks sounded wetly as his balls slapped against them, and he stared hungrily downward at the trembling mounds of her tits. Dave's mouth locked onto the smooth and swollen surface of her left tit, sucking the nipple with a liquid popping noise, dragging across its sensitized surface with a rasping, hot tongue.
"Ohhhhhh! Fucking shit!" Trish screeched, adoring the savage mixture, of ecstasy and agony that her pussy derived from his cock. "Yesssss! You big-cocked bull-stud! Fuck me, baby. Shove it in until it splits my pussy. Make it hurt, you bastard! Make it hurt!"
Like a madman, he began pounding his ten-inch fucker into her guts. And with every slamming fuck-stroke, the enraged man bit into the vulnerable softness of her tortured tits.
"You want this, bitch?" he rasped fiercely. "Answer me, you cock-sucker. You love to get fucked like a horny bitch, don't you?"
"Yeah… yesssss… oh, Christ, yessss! There's nothing better." Trish's voice became shrill as she felt the beginning convulsions of an explosive climax.
For just a moment, Dave paused his wild fucking and looked down at the sobbing, thrashing woman that lay impaled on his cockshaft.
Trish's hair was black. Not dark brown, but a shining blue-black. Her thinly arched eyebrows were just as dark and seemed to flex with the flaring and contracting motions of her nostrils. Her wide, staring eyes were like blue pools, and he knew that she was beyond seeing anything. Her pouting lips trembled, and her long, pointed tongue flicked out often to wet her cock-loving lips.
Yet all of this was only a small part of the beauty that was Trish. Her tits were immense globes of milky, nearly translucent skin, and in the proper light, the pale blue veins were visible in their firm depths. Yet, in spite of their size, the massive tits stood proud and boastful with huge, dark nipples that pushed outward hungrily, searching for a man's bruising lips.
Now they were protruding a full half-inch from the darkened moons of her areolas.
Her pale, muscular thighs seemed as if they could cut a man in half with their frenzied scissoring. But most impressive of all was her wonderful cunt.
The lips of Trish's cunt were thicker and fleshier than any woman's Dave had ever seen before. He could bury fully an inch of cock or finger in their weeping darkness before actually getting past those panting, sucking pussy lips. And in contrast to the rest of her pale body, the lips of his wife's cunt were a passionate red that turned nearly purple as the blood rushed in during the fuck madness. Her cunt itself was a hungry, sopping mouth that could suck off a man's cock and make him forget to breathe as its muscular walls pulled and chewed at his throbbing cockmeat.
Her pussy was a tiny bit of heaven surrounded by fine, silky, black hairs. The cunt hairs were always wet with her love dew, and they put forth a perfume that made him think all women were meant to smell that way.
"Christ," he groaned, tightening his arms in a crushing embrace around her trembling body, "I love you, baby. There's never been anybody like you before."
"And… there never will… be again, either," she gasped between panting breaths. "But don't hold out on me now, you fucking stallion. Fuck my brains out! God, I'm begging, Dave. Fuck me so fast it burns!"
Dave slashed back down onto her tits with his brutalizing teeth and began ramming his ten inches of prick into her sloshing pussy all the way up to his furry balls. The splashing, stabbing motions sent his swollen balls slamming into the black-furred crack of her ass. And with each slippery pump of his prick, the pressure in his balls pulsed with his terrible ache.
"God, Trish… I'm gonna blow, your fucking head off," he grunted.
"Oh, yessss, you big cum machine," Trish moaned, fucking in rhythm with his pounding humps, her ass thrusting up and down. "Fuck me, baby. Don't hold it back. Spray my guts full of your hot fizz, you big-cocked son of a bitch. Give me gallons of it!"
"Ah… Jesus fuuuuuck!" Dave bellowed, unable to hold back any longer. His massive, muscular body piled into her, crushing the breath from her. He bit down onto her tits until the joyous pain lanced through her brain and ripped a scream from her wide-open throat. The sloshing fucking sounds were loud as her fiery, bruised ass splashed in the puddles of her cum that had pooled and soaked into the mattress beneath her.
"Suck my cock into your guts, you cum loving whore!" Dave grunted as he bit down even harder on her tortured tit.
Trish suddenly arched her back and went rigid as her insides seemed to boil and roll from her cunt muscles going completely wild. And she moaned madly as the orgasm erupted in the depths of her pussy and then sprayed toward her cunt lips while drowning her husband's cock in its boiling wash.
"Aaaaaaarghhh!" he roared, throwing his full thrashing weight against her writhing body. "Fuck me, you slut! Swallow my cock!" His bellow exploded at the same time as his cock.
Dave's prick was a geyser of burning jism ripping into Trish's pussy guts. The hot cum splashed in fiery, agonizing gouts against the tormented walls of her pussy, and she thought that she was going to lose consciousness from, the blended rush of agony and ecstasy that washed across her mind.
Trish's insides went into convulsions with his flooding tidal wave of cum. A high-pitched whimper came from the back of her throat. Then the girl's stiffened body fell limp beneath his still-pounding frame. Her eyes were dreamy, the lids heavy with her long, black lashes nearly hiding them from his view.
Her voice came out in an exhausted hiss. "Yessss Dave. Oh, fucking God, yesss. Don't stop, you bastard! Ram that thing up my cunt!"
Trish felt her body being slammed by his weight of one hundred ninety pounds of brute force. The slippery shaft of his cum-slimed cockrod seemed to rip through her guts as he packed her pussy with what felt like gallons of cum. The jism filled her fuckhole entirely until each thrust of his huge cock sent streams of cum shooting and sloshing over her trembling asscheeks and into the furred crevice of her ass.
"Yeah!" he grunted, fucking the last greasy globs of his cum into her flooded cunt. "Take all my juice, you cum-licking slut!" Then he fell forward, crushing her tits and gasping for breath.
They lay quietly for what seemed like an hour until their breathing returned to normal. Finally he rose, pulling out his limp cock that seemed to fill her up even when it had gone dead. The cockhead came out with a slobbering pop and trailed a thick stream of cum over her still-trembling thigh.
"Well, lady," Dave said, rising onto one elbow and then smiling down at her, "we may not have very much of a honeymoon as far as the length of it. But it's sure as hell going to be quality time."
"Oh Dave," Trish sighed, resting her head against the thick hair of his chest and curling her fingers through the heavy pelt. "I know we don't have much time before you have to go out on the next job. But every minute is worth it. Now, let's get back on the road so we can get home. I want that big cock to be fucking me in a real bed."
"Sounds like a good idea to me," he grinned, pulling up and snapping his jeans.
They drove out of the campground and back toward the main highway. The miles seemed to roll by rapidly as Trish leaned back into her soft seat. Everything had been so rushed that she hadn't had any time at all to think of her new life with Dave. She knew nothing about the house itself, except that it was the one Dave and his brother Mike had built in the wooded hills outside town.