The Boyfriend's Dad(25)

Carla sucked and licked in earnest, and as she did, the lewd words pouring into her ears spurred her on, and a great shudder passed through her as she became enveloped in the exquisite madness of what she was abjectly doing. She cupped his bloated, semen-filled testicles and caressed them tenderly, still sucking demon-like around and around the throbbing cock-head which was sliding in and out of her ovalled, tightly-clasping mouth. She was totally subjugated, and could do nothing to even stop her own flesh from tingling in unwanted forbiddenness. The saliva in her mouth grew and grew, becoming slightly sticky from the small emission of lubricating fluid which seeped from the small hole she bathed with the tip of her tongue, and in response, McDonald writhed and strained over her, his long, sensuous fingers curling tightly in her blonde hair, using her mouth now as if it was another cunt. She could feel his penis stretch and expand until there wasn’t any more room, and the repulsion of before gave way to the sickening realization that she was strangely beginning to enjoy it.

The foaming passions which had been released from the self-enforced bondage of her husband’s memory flowed through her blood and nerves like a giant holocaust—or a savage invasion of barbarians, ruining all which lay before them. Her mind reeled from the electric touch of her tongue on McDonald’s cock and the pungent, not unpleasant taste of his male secretions, and she massaged the soft, resilient skin of his testicles with one hand while crooning mindlessly in rhythmic suckings, twirling her soft tongue maddeningly over and under. She opened her mouth wider in unconscious desire for more of his wonderful penis to be slid inside her butter-soft mouth, and she moved back and forth in a lewd mock of the coital beat, causing McDonald to cry out in pure, unexpected pleasure.

She was unable to stop the mounting spiral of her own passions now, and the young mother’s widely stretched lips slavered unashamedly, her hips grinding behind her in hungry desire, soft mewling sounds of animal passion escaping from around the thick cock embedded in her mouth. She was enjoying this deeply, her brain made her realize, and she was becoming a partner in it, participating rather than resisting. She thought fleetingly of her husband, but Arnold’s face withered and faded like smoke waved away by a hand as the torrent of her long denied sexual desires billowed through her. Sweat rolled over her body in thick rivulets, rolling down from her forehead to her tightly locked mouth to mingle obscenely with the juices of her saliva and his thin, excited secretions, so that McDonald’s naked testicles, slamming hard against her chin on every forward thrust, slapped with a wet, sharp smack of flesh against flesh that seemed to fill the room with their loudness each and every time.

The tingling heat in her cunt became too much for Carla to bear, and she moved her left hand down under her, leaving her right hand bent at the elbow for support, her hand still softly squeezing the throbbing balls which hung and swung beneath his cock. She moved her left hand across her rippling belly and to her now wet, moistly alive cunt, and slipped her fingers through the curly soft pubic hair, parting the thin, silken strands so she could rub the tiny, excitedly rising bud of her clitoris. Faster and faster she manipulated the tiny, quivering tip, feeling the rising storm of her excitement… and then she slipped her fingers into her hungry, insatiably aroused vaginal hole, and her body was engulfed with fire as she strove wildly for her own release.

She sucked to satisfy… to satisfy both of them now, not just the evil man abusing her. Her head bobbed up and around his lust hardened cock like a starving child, the masochistic joy of being used like a dirty slut permeating her whole body, and she groaned soulfully around her tightly locked lips, knowing that at any second, he was going to pump his lewd sperm into her mouth until it ran from the edges of her lips in sticky white trails of blissful sensation.

Then, spontaneously, a deep curse erupted from McDonald’s throat, and he locked his hands hard around the back of her head, ramming his cock into her mouth and sensing her wildly sucking lips drawing his desire-heated cum voraciously from his nearly exploding balls. His cock-head erupted forth with sudden violence, flooding her mouth and throat with the delicious pungent liquid in a manner she’d never dreamed about, her cheeks bloating as she swallowed the gushes excitedly, clasping her lips even more tightly around his spurting penis so she wouldn’t lose a single, wonderful drop of his hotly flooding sperm. It dribbled from the corners of her mouth, down her chin, and she lashed out her tongue in a sweeping, snake-like motion to swipe the thin, viscous fluid hungrily back into her mouth. In the semidarkness, McDonald could see her mouth and throat work as she willingly took everything he was pouring into her, and his face crumpled and wrinkled from the climactic pressure, his breath ragged as if knocked from him.