The Boyfriend's Dad(26)
She wouldn’t let go, her lips still nibbling, her cheeks still hollowing as she continued to suck insanely on his rapidly deflating cock, wailing as she did so, the sound of her fingers in her own pussy a rhythmically slapping sound of tormented frustration. She was seconds away from her own orgasm… and she was still wild, an unleashed animal gone mad from all the years of her forced celibacy.
“Nooooo!” she sobbed. “Please, more! Wait for me!” as he fell back from her, his limp, now lifeless penis popping wetly from her mouth.
She rolled over, kicking her legs wide in the air, her own hands manipulating ineffectually the thin, hair-lined slit between her thighs. She ground her fingers into the splayed cuntal channel, trying to reach the impossible depths that were so near, yet so far away.
McDonald panted, gasping for breath, greedily viewing the gasping, whimpering young woman, his face flushed and his eyes leering. His cock jerked—it had just cum, but damned if that lewd, erotic sight before him didn’t stir his blood anew! He’d never known such utter depravity, such total surrender to the desires of the flesh! It was enough to make an eunuch get a hard-on, by Christ! He fingered his penis, finding that it was growing into a straight, hard, throbbing ram-rod again, just as if he’d not had sex in days, and with a cry of delight, he levered her unresisting legs up off the bed in a wide arc, pressing them harshly back against her breasts. Her tortured body was bent back double, the pain of her strained muscles almost unbearable. The glistening, flattened plane of her crotch was presented like a bound maiden in sacrificial offering, and he poised over her in a push-up position, his hands holding her ankles, his thick, rejuvenated cock aimed straight at her helpless, upturned vagina.
“Yes! Oh, yes, God, yes!” Carla moaned.
“I’m going to fuck you shitless now, Mrs. West!” he spat down at her. “Ram it right to your hot looking tits!”
Carla shuddered, torn between the hot desire scorching her still hungrily fevered cunt, and the twinge of shame and humiliation that flickered through her liquor confused mind. She rolled her head from side to side, tears of frustration rolling down her checks, the fire licking through her long liquid pussy spurred on by her sheer helplessness and the obscene position in which she was being held. Through glazed, heavy-lidded eyes she looked up at the lewdly grinning nakedness of McDonald, and then down at his rigid penis grazing the blood-swollen, wet lips of her eagerly expectant cunt. Unfulfilled lust raged out of control in her pulsing flesh, and nothing else suddenly mattered!
“Fuck me! You bastard! Go ahead and ram your cock just as far and as hard as you can! Go on! Fuck me! Fuck me!”
McDonald needed no further encouragement. His heavy body dropped down on her twisting form like a sack of cement, and his thick pole plunged into her waiting cunt hole like a battering log, pushing the unresisting moist folds of flesh in rippling waves before its cruel, searching head.
“Ahhhhh!” Carla screamed. “Ahhhhh, yeeeessssss!”
Carla cried out at the brutal impalement, surprised by its thickness. But it was only momentary, the greedy moist walls gripping his hardened flesh, slithering up wetly to devour its length to the hilt, and she groaned in relief at the filling of her wide stretched vaginal passage as he began a heavy, deep thrusting into her now voluntarily grinding cunt. Her head rolled wildly from side to side, her mouth opened in wild abandoned ecstasy, and her orgasm didn’t take long to explode within her, for she had been so close before. McDonald’s expanding penis fucking up into her like a jack-hammer set her off like a roman candle.
“I-I’m cummminggg! Oh God, I’m cuuuming!” Her voice was shrill with passion. “Ahhhhhggggggg!” Her hands closed greedily behind his driving buttocks, pulling him in maniacal frenzy deeper into her wide spread crotch, and her cum juice flowed wetly out around his still driving cock, flowing down the crevice of her buttocks and wetly flooding his balls as they rubbed rhythmically against her tight, puckered anus.
Spurred on by her twisting body, McDonald fucked harder into her, forcing her tortured legs farther and farther back over her head, fucking into her like a pile-driving machine out of control. Bright flashes filled the room as Carla grunted out her climax, and she could feel the hot waves of his sperm spurt deep up into her dilating womb, and her head whirled in depraved sensuality as the hot, powerful spurts surged wildly into her, filling her to the bursting point with its sticky whiteness. The hot, wet walls of her vagina clasped and unclasped desperately, milking at the jerking organ like a sucking, starving mouth.