To this unrestrained exhibition, Kirk pulled lustfully at his clothes, feeling almost drunk without benefit of a drink in the bitter sexual arousal that had vengefully overwhelmed him!
Vicki saw him then! Gasping, she watched her angry husband drop his shorts, and a choking sound burst from deep within her throat!
"Oh! Oh… my God! Kirk!" she gurgled, trying to sit upright. "Kirk… Kirk…!"
"Yeah, it's me, Kirk!" he mockingly repeated, standing naked with hands on his hips, his long, thickly rigid cock cleaving the air like a length of cement-hardened hose! "Surprised? Just thought I'd come and join the party!"
"Oh, Kirk, I…"
"Shut up and turn over!" he suddenly ordered. "On your knees with your ass high in the air! Now! Now, baby! Now!"
Vicki wasn't sure what was happening. She knew that she'd never felt so mortified in her life, yet she was certain that she loved Kirk… that from here on their nights together would be filled abundantly with ecstasy… but… but… what was this?
"What… what are you going to do…?"
She both heard and felt the resounding slap of his huge hand across her naked ass-cheeks at the same time, and couldn't contain her gasp of pain and surprise.
"I said, turn over and raise your ass high, you bitch!" Kirk snarled, brutally. "Doc, you and Christy move around here so you can watch. I want you to see this!"
Vicki couldn't believe that her husband would dare slap her… but he had! And right across the buttocks, too! She could still feel the imprint of his hand… he was angry!
"I'll tell you once more, bitch!" he ordered harshly. "On your knees with your ass high!"
Dear God! He meant it! Why…? She loved him… she'd told him so, and he loved her! What was he trying to do…? She thought these things as she assumed the instructed position, somewhat ashamed now as she nakedly spread her knees and opened herself before all of them…
"Now, then, baby, I'm going to fuck your asshole… sodomize you to seal and forever enjoin our love! They're going to watch! If you want out, get up and run… and I promise you, I'll walk out of here!"
Christy had sat up at Kirk's request and Eric had sat behind her, holding her inside his arms while she clung to his flaccid penis.
My God! Christy thought. He was really going to do it… he was going to fuck her ass! Oh, Lord, she thought, imagining how that would feel… a long thick lust-hardened cock burning its way right up her rectum! Dear Christ! She couldn't help the lascivious sensations the mere thought caused her!
She watched, almost transfixed, as Kirk dropped to his knees, clutching at his massively throbbing member, while Vicki knelt in abject submission with her buttocks thrust upward only about a foot away from him.
"I'm not going to do it until you tell me to, baby!" Kirk said suddenly. "You're going to make the decision… whether you want to give yourself to me all the way or not! If you want it in your ass, say so, because that will be our true marriage! Forever, Vicki, baby! Forever… and I have these people to prove it! Now… decide… right now!"
Christy held her breath. Her belly and loins were like a sensual beehive. She'd never get enough, and she could tell by the expression in Vicki's eyes that she felt the same.
Vicki's cunt felt as if it were bubbling like a pit of lava… as if nothing in this world could possibly fulfill its need… but… to be sodomized! Then, almost mystically she heard herself say: "All right! Please, darling, do it! Fuck me there… in my ass! I want you more than anything in the whole world! No, lover, fuck me with your cock in my ass! Now! Now!"
Kirk felt a surge of new blood racing toward the hotly throbbing head of his extended shaft. He half-grinned at the Kayes who were watching closely as he kneed himself up between his young wife's widespread thighs and open buttocks. They could all see her moist cunt, but it was the small puckered dark opening between her whitely rounded ass-cheeks that held their attention. They gasped in excited anticipation as he positioned himself behind her, and then gently dipped his finger between the hair-fringed lips of her cum-drenched cunt, watching her hips and buttocks jerk from the erotic intrusion.
Kirk smeared the viscid moisture up and over the crinkled, tight little hole of her rectum as they all gaped licentiously. He did it several times, before suddenly grasping and dipping the head of his pulsing cock between her swollen vaginal lips, and then nuzzling it tightly up against her stretched anus.
Vicki heard him give a frightening little half-laugh… a salacious sound that struck terror into her fearfully quivering belly. Trying to fight down the rising tide of panic, she clenched her hands into fists and closing her eyes tightly. I love him! I want him! This is the way to happiness… and I'll suffer to get it… to prove my love to him!
Then, without hesitating another second, he thrust forward and she felt an agonizing pop and stretching at her rectal passage. Her breath choked in her throat as a vicious spasm of pain ripped through her.
"Arrggggh! God, no," she screamed, trying to get free of the wickedly torturous cock reaming into her defenseless back passage, "Kirk, wait! You're killing me!"
Oh, God… dear God! She'd thought all along that she could take him… but she'd sorely misjudged the size and capacity of her rectum! He was going to split her wide open back there, she now realized, her rounded white buttocks beginning to thrash insanely, and then she heard her husband laugh again and felt his strong hands gouging into the tender flesh of her hips. My God! He was holding her vise-like, and her every attempted move only served to drive his huge rod of solid male flesh deeper and deeper up into her cringing back passage.
"Push back! Damnit, shove that sweet ass back onto it!" Kirk commanded, grasping at her tensed, upper thighs and straining his narrow hips forward obscenely. "It's too late to run now, baby! You've made your choice… so grin and bear it!"
"Oh… oh God!" Vicki choked, unable to restrain the tears of agony nor the guttural moans of shame that were abruptly sweeping over her. Yet it was more than a debasing humiliation of the perverse ass-fucking he was subjecting her to before the Kaye's… it was self-shame at her denial of their love all these months… but, God in heaven… could she stand it…?
He's ripped me all open back there! Oh… oooohhhhhh, it's tearing my rectum apart! Oooooohhhh… God… God… I… I don't care! He… he's punishing me… oh, how he's punishing me…! Yes… yes… I want him to… I do, I do! It's the only way. Right… right up my ass, lover… ohhhh… punish me, darling, punish… me…!
Vicki hunched back determinedly as Kirk thrust forward and she felt the excruciating torment of his thickly throbbing shaft surging into her, pushing the rubbery, persistent flesh before it, until at last, with one final ass-flattening lunge he ground it all the way up inside the warm, constricting depths of her salaciously stretched rectum!
At last! At last! Her brain reeled in her strange masochistic torment, then she felt his strong hairy pelvis smack solidly into the softness between her obscenely upturned buttocks, his balls swinging down hard against the open lips of her pussy below. She was impaled to the hilt, and afraid to breathe with the unbelievable racking pressure that felt as if her thighs were splitting apart.
And watching this lewd tableau, Christy clung to her own husband's now rock-hard penis with one small, gripping hand as she sat within the circle of his arms and viewed with lust-inflamed eyes the lurid spectacle of Kirk's heavy cock moving in and out of the lasciviously stretched little hole between his wife's ass-cheeks. Sensations of desire raced through her loins and she couldn't resist slipping her other hand down between her fevered cunt-lips to gently stroke the tiny swollen bud of her clitoris while she gaped at the magnificent sodomy.
God, she had never in her life had it that way, but Vicki's masochistically building pleasure was contagious, and suddenly she turned to Eric.