Raped whipped mom

CHAPTER ELEVEN

"It's time you got out to see the world again," Joanna said to Paula. "Put some clothes on and we'll drive into town and get some food."

This was the first time in more than a week that Paula would be getting out of the house and she was eager for it.

She gave them no trouble now. She did whatever she was told and one day passed into the next without much change.

Her husband Ray would eventually return home and then of course things might be different. Joanna and Frankie and Vic were even now talking about leaving soon for Mexico.

In the meantime Paula had become accustomed to her role in the house. She and Emmylou were like servants to the others, but Emmylou was their favorite, especially Vic's.

Emmylou had confided to Paula that Vic fucked her day and night and never seemed to get enough. Emmylou complained to her mother that her pussy and asshole were sore from Vic's big cock.

"But I guess it's worth it," the teenager said. "He turns me on like crazy, especially when he fucks my ass."

Ten days ago Paula would have been shocked to hear her daughter talk like that, but everything had changed and Paula simply nodded and smiled and patted Emmylou's cute little ass.

Now Paula hurried to get ready for her trip into town with Joanna. All her clothes were in the bedroom Joanna was using. She knocked on the door and she heard Joanna call out and invite her in.

It seemed natural to Paula that Joanna would make herself at home in her bedroom. Joanna came out of the bathroom blowing her hair dry with Paula's hair-dryer.

Joanna smiled at Paula and said, "I want you dressed up and looking pretty, you know what I mean?"

Paula nodded. She was happy to have the opportunity to dress up. She walked around the house naked or nearly naked all the time and it would feel good to get some decent clothes on.

Paula started looking through her closet to find something to wear and Joanna came over to help her.

Joanna finally picked out a tailored blue outfit and a pair of blue high-heeled sandals.

"I bet you look smashing in this suit," Joanna said. "Come on, get dressed and let me see how it looks."

Paula thought the suit was a bit too dressy for an ordinary trip, but of course if Joanna wanted her to wear it she would.

The blonde opened a drawer to find some underwear but Joanna stopped her. "No, baby," Joanna said, "I want you naked under that. Maybe a garter belt and stockings but that's all. No bra and no panties."

Paula blushed as Joanna reached out to squeeze one of her bare tits. The brunette smirked as she pinched Paula's nipple. "Hurt?" Joanna said.

Paula nodded. "A little."

"But you like it, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Maybe you'd better clean me before we get dressed. We wouldn't want to ruin that pretty suit, would we?"

Paula quivered as Joanna turned around and bent forward to offer her ass and cunt.

As Joanna continued blow-drying her hair, Paula crouched behind the brunette and swabbed her crotch clean with her tongue.

Joanna chuckled and held the corner of the bureau with one hand to support herself. She wiggled her ass from side to side as Paula's tongue lapped up and down on her bunghole.

Nearly an hour passed before the two women finished dressing, but finally they were in the car and on the highway into town.

"Now listen," Joanna said, "don't you think of running away because the boys still have Emmylou at the house. You understand?"

"I won't run away," Paula said.

"If you see anybody you know, just act natural. You can tell them I'm a cousin or something. You make any trouble and you'll be sorry."

"I won't make any trouble," Paula said.

Joanna smiled. "I know you won't, honey, but I'm just making sure."

Paula had no intention of making any trouble. She felt good sitting there in the car beside Joanna. The brunette was driving, and now she slipped her hand between Paula's legs and pinched the soft flesh on the inside of Paula's thigh.

"Maybe we'll find a man for you," Joanna said. "Somebody who'll know how to treat you. I think Frankie and Vic have been getting too easy on you. Would you like that, honey? Would you like us to find someone for you after we do the shopping?"

Paula's voice quavered. "All right."

The blonde wondered what she was letting herself in for. She hadn't imagined anything like that would happen, but now she remembered how Joanna had insisted she go naked under her suit.

She wore nothing under her skirt except a thin garter belt and beige nylons. She hoped her pussy wasn't wet. If it was, the juice would certainly stain her skirt in the back.

She wants a stranger to do things to me, Paula thought. And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted it too.

When they finally arrived at the market where they would shop for food, they found the place almost empty. They did all the shopping in half an hour and they had one of the market boys carry the groceries out to the car.

Joanna looked the boy up and down, but she shook her head and told Paula she wanted someone more substantial.

After the boy smiled and took his tip and left, Joanna spotted a man at the edge of the parking lot. He was a tall lanky fellow and he was leaning against a truck that had just delivered fruit to the market.

Joanna guessed he was a truckdriver. "That's the one," the brunette said. "You wait here while I talk to him. Don't you run away now."

Paula promised she wouldn't run away. She watched Joanna as she walked off to talk to the man. Paula thought Joanna looked terribly sexy. The brunette wore a red blouse with a sweetheart neckline that showed off her tits and tight jeans that showed the curves of her ass. She looked lovely as she pranced across the parking lot on her high heels.

Paula watched as Joanna approached the truckdriver and talked to him. At first the man seemed to have no reaction to Joanna except what you would expect a man to have to a pretty girl. But then he straightened up and Paula could see the grin spread across his rugged face. Soon the man was nodding and giving directions of some kind to Joanna, pointing at someplace behind the supermarket building.

Joanna finally left the man and returned to Paula. The man climbed into the cab of his truck and backed the truck out of the parking lot.

"We're meeting him at a place a few blocks away," Joanna said. "Come on, honey, let's get the car moving."

Paula was in a daze. She realized now that Joanna had been offering her to the truckdriver. She trembled as she tried to imagine what Joanna had in store for her.

Five blocks from the supermarket was an industrial park of some kind. Joanna turned the car through a gate and there down at the end of a short deserted road they could see the truck that had pulled out of the parking lot.

The truck was standing beside a small shed and the truck driver was out of the cab and waiting for them. Joanna parked the car behind the truck and then she and Paula climbed out of the car and walked over to the truck driver.

"Luke meet Paula," Joanna said.

"Is this her?"

"It sure is," Joanna said.

He grinned at Paula and Paula blushed and smiled back.

"Let's go inside," he said. "I got about twenty minutes and then I have to split."

He stepped aside to let the ladies enter the shed first. When they were all inside, he closed the door. Then he walked over to the two women and grinned. His eyes on Paula, he unbuckled his belt, pulled his zipper down and dropped his jeans and shorts to his ankles.

He had a thick mean-looking cock surrounded by lots of dark curly hair.

Cupping his balls with his left hand, he fisted his cockshaft with his right hand and waved the knob of his cock at them. "Come on," he said. "I don't have much time."

"Turn around," Joanna said.

"Is she really going to do it?"

"I told you she would, didn't I? Turn around and you'll see."

He shrugged and turned around to show them his ass. He had a hard looking handsome butt and Paula found herself quivering as she gazed at it.

"Go on," Joanna said to Paula, "eat his ass, honey. After that you can suck him off."

Paula hesitated only a moment. She told herself she had to obey Joanna and anyway she did want to do it. She couldn't deny that.

The more she looked at that dark split between his muscular asscheeks the more she wanted to taste what he had in there.

Suddenly Joanna pushed her forward and Paula found herself crouching behind Luke's ass.

The truck driver looked over his shoulder at her and smiled. Then he spread his legs and leaned forward with his hands on his thighs and shifted backwards a bit to get his ass closer to Paula's face. "Go on, cutie," he said, "make a meal out of it."

Her heart pounding in her ears, Paula put both hands on his asscheeks and spread them apart to expose his asshole.

He had a hairy asscrack, the dark hair curling up from his balls to circle his brown grommet.

His nuts hung down like two plums in a leather sack. He grunted as she trailed her fingers over his ball-bag and then over the stretch of hairy skin between his balls and his asshole.

She wanted to spend an hour licking his hairy balls and his dank asscrack, but a sudden lust overwhelmed her and instead she pushed her face forward and clamped her mouth directly over the wrinkled grommet of his shithole.

"Oh, Christ!" he groaned. A wheezing gasp came out of his throat as she nibbled his asshole and then slowly pushed her stiffened tongue inside his bung.

Paula was aware of nothing now except his ass. From the smell of him, she guessed he hadn't had a bath in a week. She could taste the sweat and shit in his asscrack and she loved it. She loved the musky maleness of his asshole. It was thoroughly degrading to have her nose and mouth in the asscrack of a stranger like this, and the more degrading it was the more she loved it.

She ate his ass, fucked her tongue in and out of his bunghole until his grommet was loose and wet.

He grunted and groaned, pushed his ass back against her face to get more of her tongue inside his shitter.

Then finally he pulled away and turned around. "Okay," he said with a croaking voice, "suck the lollipop, baby. Suck me off."

His cock was stiff and throbbing and looked like a baseball bat as it moved from side to side in front of her face.

She opened her mouth wide and a moment later he shoved forward to bury his prick halfway down her throat.

She thought she'd choke at first, but she held on, caught her breath and started squeezing his cockhead with her throat muscles.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" he groaned, and a moment later his cock erupted as he began blasting a load of thick jism down her throat.

She gulped and swallowed, her throat working convulsively as she milked his spurting prick.

When his balls were finally empty, she pulled her mouth back to the knob of his cock and sucked the remnants of his cum out of his pisshole.

He looked down at her, his eyes glazed, his mouth stretched in a grin. "Jesus, what a fucking mouth!" he said.

Joanna chuckled. "Piss in it," she said.

He looked at her. "Huh?"

"I said piss in her mouth. Don't you have to piss? Go on, do it. She loves it."

He looked down at Paula and blew his breath out through his teeth, and then suddenly the hot piss spurted out of the tip of his cock and into Paula's mouth.

Paula sucked and swallowed. She loved the taste of this too. She closed her eyes and worked her throat muscles as she gluttonously drank the stream of hot piss gushing out of his prick.

When the truckdriver was finished pissing, he groaned and pulled his soft cock out of Paula's mouth.

Paula caught the last drop of piss on her lips and rolled it over her tongue and swallowed it down.

Luke shook his head and grunted as he pulled up his jeans and shorts to get himself dressed again.

"Well, you're really something," he said. "Anytime you feel like doing this again, I'm at the market every Thursday. You come down and I'll take care of you."

When he walked out of the shed a few minutes later, Joanna turned to Paula and smiled. "Nice?"

Paula blushed and nodded. "Yes."