According to Dave, Mike was pretty much of a loner who preferred roaming the woods with his teenaged stepdaughter Ginny, teaching her about the woods and fields. The girl's mother had died years before, and Mike had decided to just adopt her instead of trying to locate her runaway father.
"Dave," Trish said to her new husband, "do you think Mike's going to like me?"
"Are you kidding?" he grinned reassuringly. "He may be a fairly quiet sort in a lot of ways, but he's not crazy. He'll know quality when he sees it. And as far as Ginny is concerned, I don't really see any problem at all. She has all the same problems as any other teenager, I guess. But she's really a good kid. And besides, I think that any young girl could use the influence of a grown woman for a mother figure and friend and somebody to talk with."
"I sure hope so," she sighed, gazing out into the darkness. "Tell me how much you love me." She smiled, scooting over and cuddling against Dave.
"Oh, honey," he grinned, pulling off at another interstate exit. "Telling is never as good as showing."
In a very few minutes, as David's monstrous cock was fucking in and out of the juicy sheath of her pussy, Trish realized that she wasn't worried at all about her new home or her new in-laws. The only reality in the world was the love that Dave felt for her and the fantastic sensation of his stallion's prick as it fucked into her hot pussy.
CHAPTER TWO
"Hmmmm looks like no one's here," Dave said as they went into the house. "He and Ginny must be out on another walk. And I don't see any reason we shouldn't take advantage of their absence. Remember, we've got that real bedroom here."
Trish didn't even have any chance to set her bags down or see what the house looked like before David had grabbed her and dragged her to their bedroom. As soon as they walked through the door, he pulled off her clothes and then his own. The two newlyweds were starved for each other. They crushed together, their mouths sucking deeply.
"Hey, baby," he whispered huskily as his tongue plowed into her ear, "how would you like to show me what a horny bitch you are?"
"God, yes!" she groaned. "Anything you want, baby. Anything." She was willing to meet any demand that might come to his mind, even though she didn't really know what he was going to ask.
Dave grabbed Trish and rolled her roughly onto her stomach. "Now, let's just see how much of a horny bitch you really are when I fuck you like a bitch should be fucked," he rasped. "On your knees, you cock-loving slut!"
Trish did as he ordered, rising to her hands and knees with the full moons of her tight ass thrusting skyward. There was something vulnerable in this female animal pose, something frightening and weak. But she wanted it, wanted to be the bitch in heat for her ass-sniffing, rutting husband. Wanted him to take her and use her any way he wanted, for even as she realized the uneasiness she was feeling, she was also aware of the terrible itching hunger in her cunt and the seeping juice her pussy already begun to send in thick streams through the matted fur around her swollen cunt lips.
With one motion, Dave separated her cunt lips and then shoved the magnificent ten inches of his throbbing cock into her well-used but still-tight pussy. His prick pushed upward through her cuntal sheath like a glowing knife blade through the buttery slickness of her pussy slit, and the full weight of his cum-laden balls slapped victoriously against the back of her juice-slopped thighs.
"Aaaaarhhhh!" she screamed. "It's… it's… toooooo much… hurts!"
Trish's back arched as if to throw off the unaccustomed weight and the attack of his slimy, plunging cock. The angle was perfect for penetration. His bull-like cock slid its, full curved length into the hot, sloppy sheath of Trish's cunt, and she felt every throbbing inch as it fucked through her pussy guts.
"Does that mean you don't like it, bitch?" he sneered at the back of her thrashing head. He slowed his fucking and pulled back until the cockhead was held in place only by the puffy, sucking lips of her cunt. "Do you want it out?"
"Christ, no! Give it back to me, you son of a bitch!"
Dave's laugh was full and lusty as he fucked his cock in to the balls, back into her starving cunt.
"Beg for it, you cum-sucking whore. Tell me what you want, cunt, or I'll pull my cock out and make you drink my cum, instead."
"No, Goddamnit… no!" Trish felt as if she were losing her mind. The pain that lanced through her abused cunt was indistinguishable from the intense pleasure that was its mirror image, its other half. As he had slid his tormenting cock between the lips of her weeping cunt, the young girl felt as if her guts were being plundered. She backed toward him. She twitched her hips like a cat in heat, trying to find some way of locking his prick inside her pussy.
"Please, Dave!" she pleaded, unashamed and uncaring, knowing only that she had to have his cock. "Please… Daddy. Please, give me your cock. Fuck me! Fuck me, you bastard!"
"What do you want, slut?" he snarled, shoving the pussy-greased middle fingers of his right hand into the tight-ringed muscle of her ass.
"Hurt me, Daddy," she howled, hunching back and sucking his torturing cock back into her belly. "I want you to hurt me! Use me, baby. Use your bitch, Dave. Fuck your bitch's brains out, you big-cocked bastard!"
He began fucking his prick deep into her guts.
Trish realized that the agony didn't matter as long as it was Dave inflicting it, as long as it was his cock burning through her cunt, or his teeth biting and bruising her tits.
"Christ, baby," Dave said, pumping his muscular ass up and down, "I love fucking you this way. It feels like my cock's buried all the way up to the balls in that cock-loving pussy of yours. You like it, baby? Even though it hurts?"
"Oh yes, Dave, yessss!" Trish groaned. "I like anything you want to do."
"Baby," Dave said, "you just made me a promise that I'm gonna hold you to."
If Trish had thought about that, it might have bothered her. There had been a lustful cruelty in his voice. But as Dave began fucking her cunt harder than ever, she soon lost awareness of everything except for the hands that tormented her bruised and burning nipples and the stallion cock that fucked her like a mare in season.
"Dave!" the writhing young woman gasped. "Oh God, Dave… that's so fucking gooooood!"
Suddenly, with no warning, her husband's hands abandoned the torture of her tits and took her firmly around the waist. In one swift, fluid motion, he sat straight back and stabbed her all ready impaled cunt all the way down onto his raging cock.
"Baby, I'm gonna split you from navel to asshole," he said, using his leverage to fuck deeper into her pussy than she had ever known any man could reach.
Vast waves of delicious pain shot upward until Trish feared that she would lose consciousness. Gigantic, throbbing masses of cockmeat had driven through her insides. No, Trish thought to herself as she bit her lip to keep from screaming, it's as if he's finally joined my cunt to his cock. It's as if we are one single set of pounding, cumming organs that can never be separated again.
"Christ, Dave," she groaned, "you're ripping my guts apart!"
"No shit, slut!" he growled, pounding her reddened ass with his crotch. "And baby, you're gonna go crazy for more."
And Trish did just that. Every pounding fuck-thrust of his throbbing prick sent pain rolling through her; each shock of pain was immediately drowned in a wave of screaming pleasure. Soon, there was no way the young woman could distinguish between the two sensations. They blurred together, melded, became something altogether different. The confused, ripping realities that he made her feel sent tingling rushes all through the sensitive walls of her cunt.