Her voice sounded different as well as she sobbed passionately, pushing her lovely ass back against him, her upper leg cocked and lifted up, invited his deepest penetration. He ground into her, as deep as he could go, his pubic hair brushing her tingling anus as his glans hammered into her vulnerable cervix.
Robyn was wide awake now, but fighting reality, as her re-excited body drew wonderful feelings from the human cock invading her vagina from behind. In the very dim light, she could hardly remember where she was and she had no idea who this man was that was giving her this joy. Not Uncle Jim, but another man she did not know. Who? She fought back the questions as her body jerked and undulated on the tide of the fucking he was giving her from behind. The emotions bursting inside her she voiced as spastic, sobbing whimpers, and her lover answered with grunts and moans as they created a chorus of passion.
Rodney turned her head to him, and in the dim light of the room, could not see her face, but he kissed her lips and their tongues dueled in the darkness of their mouths. Suddenly, he dragged his cock free of her vagina and without breaking the kiss, re-positioned himself breast to breast with her, quickly finding her sopping cunt again and re-sheathing his penis in her wet warmth. Her body felt leaner and harder, moving against him, sliding her hungry, tight vagina up and down his massively swollen cock, and her cheeks felt like velvet against his face. They kissed with all the passion of newlyweds and she hummed happily into his mouth with each upward push of her hips.
For a long time, Rodney happily fucked his cock satisfyingly into the pussy of the girl he thought was his long neglected wife, while Robyn, in mental retreat from the nightmare of her perverted dog-fucking of a few hours previously, enjoyed the escapism of making love with this young and vigorous dream lover. He felt his cock slicing again and again deeply into her belly, removing real memories like that of Lobo and her twisted relationship with her father's brother. She saw the shorthaired silhouette of him, felt the trimness of his belly rubbing against hers as his hips bobbed up and down between her thighs, driving his loving penis into her vagina. She was so wet, she could hear the luscious sucking sounds coming from her pussy, creating a rhythm of sound to accompany the chorus of their mutual sighs and groans. It was strange, doing it with this unknown man, and she tried to calm herself and still her voice, but the feelings in her belly as his cock drove up and down in the soaking channel of her cunt took all control away.
Rodney felt her fingers clawing his shoulders. Tanya must have trimmed her nails, for she usually wore them long. Robyn kept them short for piano. Now Rodney felt the soft pads of her fingertips pressed into his shoulders, urging his thrusts into her wet, receptive pussy, while his balls bashed against her tingling asshole beneath. Oh, this was great! He'd never felt such a tight, wet pussy. It seemed to be sucking the cream right up out of his balls into her belly.
He pumped in and out of her, groaning with delight. It was the most wonderful fuck they had ever enjoyed together. Oh, it was good to be home, triumphant in his career, happy and horny, with his cock plunging deep in his Tanya's clasping pussy.
"Oh, baby, I love you," he said, pushing deep inside her to the hilt, mashing her clitoris and grinding it with his pubis. Sliding his fingers in the warm cleft of her buttocks, he wet one digit in the freely flowing liquid from her cunt and slid it into the tight sleeve of her rectum. He heard her moan and buck up against him, her muscles clamping down hard on his penis. He made his cock pulse and swell inside her while he fought to postpone his orgasm, wanting to prolong this act until they would both be totally satisfied.
"Aaahh, aaaahh, aaaaaaahhhh," she chanted, her thighs gripping his hips and pulling him into her hard. Robyn was fully awake and wildly aroused, completely captive to this strange fucking she was experiencing in the dimmest light, watching the faint silhouette of the young, strong man over her driving his beautiful penis into her hot and happy vagina to the very depths of her fiery, young soul. "Baby, oh, baby," she panted. "Give it to me, you sweet lover!"
Rodney pulled his cock out almost all the way, until the flanges of his swollen cockhead caught at the convivial inner labia and produced a sensuously wet smack, like a gentle kiss. His mouth covered hers and his cock lunged full length into her loving, avid cunt. He had never felt anything like this, so different from what he remembered of Tanya. He found a new rhythm, heavy and strong, then altered it after twenty or thirty strokes, fucked her for another half minute, and then again altered his rhythm and the depth of his strokes. She was gushing hot fluid all over his cock and balls, which slapped wetly into the crevice of her bottom, rolling accommodatingly up and down.
Robyn was glowing with a new fire. She had never had a young lover with a lean, young, body and unending vigor. Uncle Jim's cock was huge and filled her to the seams, yet this young man's more normal-sized member made her feel young and alive as it stabbed into her feminine channel like the needle of a sewing machine. He was going to make her come, yes, yes, she was already coming, had already come twice, and he was going to push her into total release, fill her tender pussy hole with his hot, streaming semen. It was beyond reality, beyond fantasy, and it was somehow perfect, because she did not know who he was, could not see his face. There was no reality here to be ruined by familiarity. He did not exist except in this dream of hers, and there was no shame, no sin, just his incredible, hammering young penis in her vagina. How had she ever lived all her adolescence without sex, without this feeling of total abandonment and completeness with a man?
Rodney felt her beginning to go wild beneath him. They had been at it for nearly an hour and he wanted to come, to spray his hot sperm up into her cunt. He clenched his buttocks, driving into her in shorter strokes, all the way to her cervix. She was coming now, and he wanted to fill her, come with her, like a volcano. She was whimpering, grunting, sighing, shudders wracking her body and Rodney felt it bubbling up, exploding from his balls, pouring into her, making her cunt into a swampy, sucking pit of pleasure, his millions of pent-up sperm swimming inexorably up into her feminine tubes to the core of her.
Sighs, squeals, groans, cries of pleasure, as wet, smacking sounds resounded in the room like a chorus of passion. Rodney growled into her mouth as he filled her, and their bodies locked together, quivering completely as one, for a long moment.
And then they collapsed, whispering words of endearment, subsiding into complete contentment, his softening cock lying inside the wet cave of her vagina. It was a wonderful moment, and they hoped it would last forever.
And then the light came on. Rodney looked up and saw Tanya standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips. Then he looked down at the girl beneath him.
"Who are you?" he gasped, shocked, surprised, and completely paralyzed.
"Who are you?" Robyn echoed, her body stiffening as her legs reflexively locked around his waist.
Tanya said, "Robyn, meet Rodney, Rodney meet Robyn." She was unbuttoning her blouse and moving toward the bed. "Now it's time for a little three-way conversation."
CHAPTER SIX
It was after dark when DesirЋe finally arrived at the Buchanan property. All the way up she alternately cried and pouted about what had happened today. She felt so filthy because of what the men had done to her, and she felt even worse because she had responded with her whole being, had welcomed their cocks and their hot ejaculations into her tender pussy. She had let them and she had enjoyed it. So she cried and hated herself and sobbed and streaked her make-up. And then she remembered that Mark had not made love to her lately and that if he had given her the love she needed she wouldn't have responded that way to those three evil men this afternoon. Yes, it was partly Mark's fault. So she pouted.