“Bend for me.”
I tucked my arms and legs under my body and rested on my elbows and knees. She took up Brad’s belt, folded it, and before I could say anything, whipped my ass. I yelped and jerked. She didn’t hit me hard, but it stung and I could feel it would leave a red mark.
“Bet you were planning to do that,” she said, looking at Brad. “Look at that big bubble butt.” She hit me again, and I yelped once more.
“That’s for sucking off my husband. Did he eat your pussy?”
I nodded.
“You need a few more spanks for that.”
She lashed my ass with the belt until I sank into the bed and whimpered, then tossed it aside and rubbed my back.
“Shhh,” she said.
Her hand moved lightly over my ass and I winced when her fingers passed over the red marks from the belt. Then her finger slid into my pussy and I gasped and moaned a little.
“Nice and wet. Get on your back.”
I rolled over and slid my legs apart, spread out on the bed. She moved over me, gripping the shaft of the strap on in her hand. This was it. She rubbed the broad blunt tip against my lips and moved towards me. I gasped as I felt it pressing against my entrance, knowing my body would yield.
“Relax,” she murmured, “Relax. That’s a good girl.”
Brad was watching, shaking, his cock hard and a pearly bead of pre-cum clinging to the tip. He was red and straining, his eyes wet with tears.
“Wish this was you?” I said, looking at him. I looked up at his wife. “Fuck me.”
She rolled her hips and it just popped inside. I gasped and let out a little noise as it slid inside me. It was fucking big. The sheer girth of it made me tremble as it forced me open. It hurt, but not as bad as I expected it to. She was slow, responsive. She watched my face and listened to the soft sounds I made and took me slowly, taking more than a minute to slide it halfway inside. After what felt like forever, it was fully inside me, filling me up. She rested her weight on me and her soft breasts pressed into my chest and she slid her hand under my head to hold me still. She kissed me lightly, just lying on top of me, our sweaty bodies entwined. I spread my legs more, easing the feeling of the huge dildo inside me. It was so fucking big, I could feel it just by breathing. The sting had faded but I felt stretched as she began to roll her hips.
“How’s that, baby girl?” she said.
“Good,” I whimpered, “It’s big.”
“I know. Tell him how big it is.”
“Oh Brad, it’s so big,” I moaned, “It’s splitting me in half. I can’t take it. It’s so big!”
He jerked in the chair and I thought he would just cum from hearing it. He was trying. His cock was harder than I’d ever see, so swollen and purple it looked like it hurt. He finally managed to spit the panties out.
“Please,” he croaked, “I can’t take this. Somebody…”
“Somebody what?
“Get me off,” he groaned.
“No,” said Vera. “I’m going to make your little whore cum like she’s never cum in her life, and you’re going to watch.”
“Please-“
“Shut up,” said Vera.
She brought her lips to my ear. “You ready?”
“For what?”
“To get fucked.”
I didn’t answer before she drove me into the bed so hard the springs creaked. It hurt and sent a wave of pleasure through me at the same time. She was relentless, punishing, pounding. The bed forced me back up against her, driving it in even deeper. She moaned softly from the stimulation and I felt her nipples stiffen. I slid my legs around her, tightening my grip on the dildo inside my body and moaned.
“That’s right, you little slut, moan like a whore.”
I moaned, I moaned loud. It felt so damn good, and the pain was fading by the moment. It wasn’t just the big thick cock, it was her body sliding against mine, her hot breath on her skin, the way she closed her fingers around my shoulders and dug in her nails. Her thrusts grew more powerful and she moaned and shuddered. I felt her tightening up as she took pleasure from me and raked my nails down her bare back.
“You little whore,” she hissed, and fucked me harder. She looked over at Brad. “Look at that silly little cock. I bet you want her to suck you off again, don’t you?”
He nodded, hard.
“She’s not going to. Her lips will never touch your cock ever again. Who do you belong to now, whore?”
“I’m yours,” I moaned.
“Get on your stomach.”
She pulled out, just slid out of me all at once, and I whimpered from the bizarre feeling of the fullness drawing away, then rolled onto my stomach. She threw herself on me, slid the strap on slowly into my body, and slid her hand under me. Her heavy breasts pressed against my back as her finger teased my clit. She knew exactly what to do and in minutes I was hotter than ever as she ground on me hard and had both hands under me, playing with my clit and stroking my folds as the strap on ravaged my innocent body. I bucked under her as her touch and thrusts sent electric shocks down my legs. Heat spread through my body. I was getting closed. I looked at brad and watched the longing look on his face as Vera’s skill sent me over the edge. I fucking exploded, thrashing under her. Her thrusts went wild. She rose up on her he hands and pounded me as the peak rolled through my body, until she cried out and collapsed on me, quivering and shuddering, her whole body shaking.