The kinky couples

CHAPTER SIX

Bob Howard sat up on the grass and grinned at Julie. His cock was still tingling with the incredible feelings that she had evoked in him.

"We must have fallen asleep," he groaned looking at his watch. "Good thing we didn't get caught."

"What time is it," yawned Julie sleepily.

"Five o'clock."

"Goodness me, I have to arrange for dinner," Julie said quickly, springing up to assume her wifely details. "See you at cocktails darling and be a good boy," she threw over her shoulder and she slinked off across the lawn seductively, purposely swaying her ample buttocks from side to side to tantalize Bob.

He watched her disappear and then got up from the grass himself. That's one hell of a woman, he groaned to himself, now why couldn't I have married a woman like that instead of bitchy old Janet. At the sound of his wife's name, Bob Howard suddenly felt guilty. I wonder if she's in the house, he said suddenly to himself.

Almost the moment Bob turned the door of his bedroom and looked at Janet's crumpled body lying on the bed, he knew that she had seen him on the lawn with Julie. Whether she had seen them fucking or not, was another question but she knew something. It was obvious.

"How was your sailing trip," she sneered, her tearstained face all red and blotchy.

Bob Howard blushed deeply with obvious guilt. What could he say, where could he hide. Obviously she knew, he was caught, trapped like a bear in a cage… there was no way out!

"How could you, you filthy bastard," she screamed, "fucking in the bushes like a dirty dog. How could you let her touch you, she's a dirty bitch. Oh my God! How could you let her put your cock in her filthy mouth!"

That was all Bob could stand, suddenly he snapped and before he knew what was happening streams of abuse were pouring from his mouth towards his young wife. He knew she was shocked, that was obvious from the look on her face, he had never spoken to her this way in all their marriage.

"Bob, listen honey, I…" she stammered now, anxious not to enrage her husband further.

"Shut your mouth, you fucking bitch," he commanded. "I've taken just about as much of your bitching as I am going to take. Julie happens to be a real woman, believe me. Janet you wouldn't know what that was, but I do. All you ever think about is money and the fact that I don't seem to be as good at doing that as other men. Well, let me tell you something, Julie looks at me like a man, she makes me feel like a man and I like the way it feels."

Janet was backing further and further towards the bed now as her husband Bob pushed her, his face only inches from her, red and contorted and very ugly. She had never seen him this way before, it was horrifying. Suddenly she realized that she didn't even know who he was.

"Get on that bed woman. I'm gonna fuck you right now!! That's what you need, a good fuck!!"

Mortified by his obscene language, Janet couldn't help but fall backwards in such a way that her dress rode up, showing the thin white crotchband of her panties under which pressed the swollen mound of her teasingly hidden pussy. She had just showered and changed for dinner and now she was ruining her dress. She tried to straighten it out but this only angered Bob more. He reached under her skirt to pull her panties down. "NO!" she screamed, trying to get them back up, but it was no use. Bob pushed them to the floor and kicked them away with his foot. Grabbing her by the waist he quickly flipped her over.

"Stop it Bob… Stop it, what are you doing."

"I'm doing to you what I should have done months ago," Bob replied, lifting up his frightened wife's dress so that he could see the smoothly naked flesh of her helplessly trembling buttocks.

"Oh!" Janet gasped, as she heard the rustle of clothing behind her. Obviously Bob was undressing and she once more felt a pang of fear as she tried to scramble away, but found herself pulled rapidly back into the same vulnerable position.

Bob's hands were unbuttoning the side button of her dress, pulling down the zipper and removing it completely without her being able to do a thing about it. She tried to scream but found that she was too embarrassed to do so, what if someone came in and found her in this position?

"Stop, stop, Bob! NO!" she cried as he lifted her sweater up. But it came too easily off over her head in spite of her tears. This left only her bra, and Bob, eyeing the tiny clasp at her back ruthlessly ripped it apart. Janet felt the weight of her released breasts as they pressed forward, and somehow she felt even more ashamed that their surface was completely exposed too.

"Don't worry… I'm not gonna touch your tits!" Bob said gruffly. "Not yet anyway!"

Bob peered down at her white, wide-spread buttocks, deciding that he would do something to really humiliate the little bitch. He hadn't fucked her in a while, not that it was his fault. She was the one who wasn't putting out. And of course, now that he and Julie were getting along so well, he didn't even miss her… the little prude. Well, tonight, he was going to see that some of that prudery was washed away.

"I'm going to give you something you'll remember for a long time. I've got a right, you know… I'm your husband!"

His finger prodded into the softly yielding crevice between the smooth fleshed ovals of her ass cheeks as with his other hand he drew them apart until he could see the skin straining around the tiny reddishly puckered hole of her anus.

"Now spread those legs wider!" he commanded. Naked behind her, his thick swollen penis bulged lustfully large, pulsating veins that stood out on the sides of his rock-hard shaft. Leaning over, he slowly and deliberately parted the cheeks of her full rounded buttocks wider than the first time. He heard her moan and then with a perverse smile on his lips, he bent forward and with his tongue tip licked wetly at the small brown opening.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnooooo…!" Janet begged all fire and fight drained out of her as her husband's teasingly flicking tongue sent chills running up and down her spine. She felt ashamed and more naked than she had ever felt before.

Bob withdrew his tongue and peered hungrily at the tight puckered opening between his wife's nakedly gleaming ass cheeks.

"Spread em wider!"

Janet's long beautiful legs were spread so far apart that she could feel the pull on the tendons where her inner thighs met softly against her pubic.

Bob stuck his index finger to his mouth and moistened it with his saliva. Then reaching forward, the tip of his finger found the small anal entrance and he pushed it up inside until half of it was imbedded in the small, tightly clenched mouth.

"Nnnnnnooooo!!!" Janet screamed out as the sudden rush of pain filled her. She tried to wiggle away from him as his finger began to turn and twist slowly around in the deep rubbery channel of her rectum, sliding steadily inward and then pulling out and pushing back in with abrupt jerking motions until finally, through the pain, she could feel the palm of his hand pressing flatly against her soft naked buttock cheeks.

His finger was moving about in her ass, now expanding it, sawing in and out and the pain was acute. Anger clouded Janet's eyes as she screamed at her husband, begging him to stop. But as she begged, Bob added a second finger alongside the first, forcing it with an almost sadistically satisfied grin into her virgin passage.

Janet felt as though she were a butterfly specimen pinned cruelly to the bed by some cold, inhuman collector who felt nothing.

"Stop!" she pleaded with her husband, "… for God's sake, PLEASE STOP!" She tried to straighten her knees out so that she could lie flat on the bed. Perhaps then it wouldn't hurt so terribly much. She just had to get him to stop somehow. But Bob, his hand hooked strongly under her buttocks back up in the air, making her remain in the humiliating position that made her rear passage wide open to his lewd fondling and playing.

Janet cried out again and again as she felt the searing pain in her unaccustomed anus as it responded to the steady swinging motion of her husband's fingers and for a brief moment, she thought she might faint. She was being subjugated in a lewd, debasing way she had never known before. He was deliberately stretching her tender anus in a way that would hurt her the most, making sharp twisting motions just when she least expected them.

"You snooty little bitch!" Bob hissed between his tightly clenched teeth. "I'm really gonna give it to you… no wife has the right to hold on to her husband… you hear me…?"

Janet went pale at the sound and tone of her husband's voice. She had never known him to be like this before. Oh God! she thought. What's happening to my life! Tears ran down her cheeks and her short chestnut curls fell into her eyes. She was trying to support herself on her elbows, but every now and then, she would pitch forward, propelled by the force of Bob's forward rushing fingers.

"Don't… Please don't, Bob… don't… I can't bear it!"

"Oh, you can bear it, all right… in fact…" he breathed heavily, "… you'll do better than bear it… much better!"

"AAAAaaaaaarrrrrggggg…" she screamed as Bob punctuated his last words with a sudden quick twisting motion of his fingers that caused her widely stretched rectal lips to open slightly and emit a slight hissing little farting noise. In spite of her poise, her face flushed a crimson red at the embarrassment.

"Tell me you want to do it!"

"Wh… what?" Janet asked, not believing her ears.

"Say you want it!" Bob repeated. "Say… fuck me up the ass!"

"Noooooo…nnnoooooo… I can't… I can't!!!" Janet cried into the crumpled pillow below her face.

"SAY IT!!!" Bob bellowed down at her trembling form. "Say it aloud and clear!!! Say it!!!"

"Yes…" Janet managed to force the word out through her sobbing. "Yes… do it to me… that way…"

"What way!"

"Up… up… up the ass… take me up the ass…"

"Fuck me… fuck me up the ass!!!"

"Yes!! Fuck me!!!" Janet almost screamed out. "Fuck me up the ass!" She would do anything now to get this over with. Anything to be released from the tortuous pain and humiliation that she was being subjected to be kneeling there with her own husband's middle finger imbedded deep in her helplessly exposed rectum. But somehow, it never registered in her clouded brain that there might be more to happen than just Bob forcing his fingers into her.

Bob's fingers slid out abruptly with an even greater hissing sound and Janet's slightly stretched anal passage felt relieved and momentarily, she thought it was all over. But then, she felt her husband's hard firm stomach pressing up toward her buttocks and his hand gripped her by the hips, pulling her entire bottom half backwards. Then with dread certainty, she felt the hardness of his prick running up and down the thin moist slit that stretched from the soft open lips of her pussy to the base of her spine. Then, she felt it pressuring softly against the tiny, nakedly quivering lips of her just emptied asshole.

"Nnnnnooooooo!!!" she screamed out when finally she realized what was about to happen. "Nnnoooooo… you can't!"

"Yes!!! Yes, I can… and I will!!!"

And with that he began to rock and push, working all the time. The pain was excruciating to her and she clenched her buttocks as tightly as she could to resist… but… again he pulled her helpless body back to him so that slowly, relentlessly the thick bulbous head of his lust engorged penis wormed with a small popping sound just up inside the tight elasticity of his chestnut haired wife's resisting anal passage.

"Aaaaarrrrrggggggg!!!!"

It felt as though he had rammed his entire fist into her. Janet twisted desperately, trying her best to get away from the red hot searing pain in her rectum. Bob's lust-hardened prick was sinking further and further into the dark virgin passage of her anus and to the physical pain was added a dreadful shameful pain that hurt even more. She had never known that anything could hurt this much. All that filled her mind was pain. She just couldn't get away from him. Coherent thoughts just wouldn't come. A solidly, cylindrical rock was being thrust mercilessly up into her behind. She screamed out, trying to lift her head up but Bob pushed her head back down with the flat of his hand and ground his hips teasingly around so that his cock rotated painfully inside his helplessly kneeling wife's hotly burning rectum.

He pulled almost all the way out of her and Janet thought for a moment that she might get some respite from the awful hurt, but her angered husband lunged forward again and her knees almost collapsed under her, leaving her gasping, impaled totally by his thick penis wedged like the end of a heavy axehandle up between her buttocks, his dark curling pubic hair pressed tightly up into her widely open ass split.

Bob began to gasp for air as he began a steady rhythmic fucking motion behind her nakedly quivering ass cheeks and completely disregarding her intense pain sunk himself deeper into the soft hidden passage of her tightly resisting little nether hole. Janet felt weak and debilitated and as though she would never be able to hold up under the terrible rape of her intestines back there.

She could feel her husband beginning to warm to his task, beginning to moan out his lust behind her. She felt the hot touch of his hands roaming around the naked curves of her body, pinching and kneading her tender flesh into tiny balls of pain.

Bob gloated above her as he watched the progress of his desire-hardened cock in the roundly stretched little hole. It felt so tight and good, he wished he'd done it to her before this. He watched the reddish skin of the tiny clinging circle draw back with his prick, clutching at it as if it didn't want him to come out. At first the pressure on his cock had been unbearable, but now it was just right and exhilarating as it throbbed hotly around it.

Then unexpectedly a low guttural wail began to seep out from Janet's throat as without the slightest warning she began to feel a weird masochistic spark deep within her, come to life. Her belly quivered with a dully, at first, pleasure at what was happening and something about this ghastly treatment released that hidden torrent of lust that lay buried deep inside her… kneeling lewdly her full rounded buttocks waving high in the air while her wildly angered husband fucked mercilessly behind her upraised buttocks into her once virgin rectal passage.

Bob's eyes were glued to his hardened lust-bloated penis as it disappeared right up his young wife's ass with every stroke. It went right in so that not half an inch of it showed and then it moved about in the tight, resistant hole with the whole length of it straining out as if it were going to burst. He reached down and struck at her soft yielding buttocks with hard viscous smacks that resounded through the room. His sweating face dripped onto her hollowed back making it glisten in the light of the room. His breath came in short puffing gasps like a long distance runner, his eyes taking in the whiteness of her quivering body that slipped over his plunging cock like a tight fitting glove.

"Ooooooooooohhhhhhh… God… God… yesss… yesss…" Janet gasped as her angered husband pressed tight against her soft buttocks and rotated the head around and around deep inside her rectum. Her moans were adding to his pleasure and his hands crawled over her buttocks and back, and bright red welts followed his fingers as they dug into her tender milk white skin.

"Mmmmmmmmmm… ooooohhhhhh…" Janet began to croon, but the sounds were different now. Her arousal was apparent even to Bob as her buttocks began to twist beneath him, offering him encouragement as she lewdly, salaciously now, ground her naked hips back at him in obscene invitation. He was fucking deeper up inside his beautiful wife's asshole than he had ever thought his lustfully burgeoning cock would go.

"Oh God Bob… what have you done to me… what have you done…" She felt half crazy as his gigantic rod skewered her tightly into her open belly and her entire body undulated and jerked, her hair flying, her mouth gaping. Over and over she cried out, dancing obscenely back into Bob's powerfully lunging cock, her knees trembling and shaking, her heart palpitating. The frenzied delight spread to her ignored moisture drenched pussy and she felt the pleasure take hold there with an unprecedented strength.

Her husband began to fuck rapidly into her hard and fast, battering and flattening her quivering buttocks with his strongly driving pelvis. He gripped her waist with his fingers squeezing the nude, well tanned flesh that contrasted so sharply with the whiteness of her untanned ass into strange, odd shapes. His mouth hung open and his breath whirled out of it in long, broken gasps.

"Oh God, I'mcumming cummingcumming…" Janet screamed out as Bob gave one last spine-chilling ramrod thrust. His groans mingled with hers, his cock growing first stiffer and then exploding out its heavy load of sperm high up into her wildly sucking anal passage. Wave after wave of his thick hot jism spewed from the swollen tip of his prick filling her desperately contracting belly to the hilt with his molten cum.

Bob's fingers dropped down around Janet's thighs to manipulate the passion moistened lips of his wife's wetly drenched pussy, toying teasingly, increasing her frenzy as together they experienced the wild, untamed thrill of mutual orgasm overtaking them.

Janet's rectum had been thoroughly ravished and she knew it. Life would never be the same, she would never be able to look at herself in the mirror without thinking of her husband's cock plunged obscenely into her anal passage.

She wouldn't be able to face anyone else tonight, she just knew it. How could she sit down at the dinnertable and make polite conversation all the time knowing that her animal husband was gloating over his conquest. She might have enjoyed it finally through the pain but she certainly was not going to let him have the pleasure of really knowing that. Oh God… how she hated him!