Two raped wives

CHAPTER THREE

Rena was the first one to the boy. She cradled his head in her arms. He had a deep gash in his forehead.

"You didn't have to do that," Rena said.

"I had to," he said. "I don't want the boy getting any funny ideas. It looks like he's here alone."

Dave went into the house alone. Jennifer tried to catch Rena's eyes but Rena wouldn't look at her. Instead Rena tore a piece off her blouse and pressed it against the boy's forehead.

Dave came back out of the house. He still carried the pistol in his hand.

"He's here alone," Dave said, grinning. "All by himself. Looks like his parents went off on a little trip."

"They'll be back soon," the boy said.

"You'd better hope not, son," Dave said.

There was something cold in his voice that made the young boy turn pale.

"Everybody inside," Dave said. "We're going to be here for a while."

Jennifer tried to help Rena get the boy into the house. Rena gave her a nasty look.

"Don't you think you should get some clothes on?" Rena asked.

Jennifer had almost forgotten about her nakedness. The boy was staring at her again with obvious hunger in his eyes. He had probably never seen a grown woman naked before. Maybe he had never had any pussy.

For some reason Jennifer felt a little tingle at the thought.

She pulled on her pants and sweater and followed the trio into the house. Rena helped the boy to sit down at the kitchen table. Dave Madden stood in the middle of the kitchen with his hands on his hips.

"This is nice," he said. "I don't think the cops will look for me here."

Dave was proud of himself. Everything had been working out perfectly for him. In fact, things seemed to be working out better than perfect. Who would have thought that he would find such a hot bitch on his first night out.

Now he'd found the perfect hideout until the police quit looking for him.

"What's your name, boy?" Dave asked.

"Jonathan Bailey," he answered.

The boy looked at Dave with hate in his eyes, and Dave returned his hate with an amused glance.

"What time are your folks returning?" Dave asked. "And tell me the truth this time. I don't like a liar. Especially a bad one."

The boy seemed to be considering what Dave told him. Finally he shrugged and said, "They aren't due back for a week. Mother's visiting a sick aunt."

"That's better," Dave said. "Now why don't you two girls get up some supper. I'm hungry as hell."

Jennifer was happy to see Rena getting up to do as she was told. Rena was good in the kitchen. Jennifer stood close as Rena fixed a salad and put some steaks in the oven.

"You're doing fine," Jennifer whispered to her friend.

"You seem to be doing better," Rena said curtly.

"I had to do what I was told," Jennifer said. "There's no sense in fighting."

"Hell, you didn't fight at all," Rena said. "You were enjoying it. I heard you."

There was little Jennifer could say to defend herself. Rena spoke the truth. She had enjoyed it. It was the best she'd ever had. Better than Tom could ever hope to be.

Jennifer served the meal when it was done. Dave gulped his food down like a hungry horse. Jennifer found herself hungry also. She noticed that Rena hardly touched her food.

Jennifer picked up the dishes and the young boy offered to help.

"I'll do them," Rena said.

"No," Dave said. "Let them do them. I want to talk to you. Kind of get better acquainted."

There was no mistaking the lustful gleam in Dave Madden's eye as he looked at slender Rena. She trembled under his look and backed against the kitchen table.

"Let them do the dishes," Dave repeated. "You come on into the living room with me."

"I won't," Rena protested.

Dave Madden took out the pistol and pointed it at the young boy. He pulled back the hammer. Jennifer watched the young boy go quickly pale.

"I know it won't do any good to threaten you," he said, "but any more argument and I'm going to blow your young friend into hell."

There was a long silence. He meant it. Jennifer could tell he meant it. Young Jonathan was only moments away from death. She heard Rena sigh.

"All right," Rena said. "I'll go with you, but we're just going to talk."

"Sure, baby," he said, putting the gun away.

Rena stayed two feet away from him as they walked into the living room. Dave allowed the door to close partially but not enough so that he couldn't hear what was going on in the kitchen. Somehow Jennifer had a feeling that he would be listening for anything they might try.

"He ripped the phone out when he came in before," Jonathan said softly, "but I might try to run for help."

"He'd kill you before you got ten inches outside the door," she said.

"But what else can we do?" he asked angrily.

"Just do what he says," Jennifer shrugged.

She started washing the dishes while Jonathan piled up everything by the sink. She could feel his eyes on her while she worked and she knew he was thinking about seeing her naked.

She wondered what was going on in his mind. Was he hot for her? He looked barely old enough to know what it was all about. Yet, there was animal heat in the way he looked at her.

He brushed close as he handed her the next dish.

"I think you're pretty," he said.

Jennifer's knees felt weak and she leaned against the sink. He put his hand on her shoulder and she could feel the heat of his strong fingers.

"Are you all right," he said. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just think you're pretty."

Jennifer didn't like the hot feelings that were suddenly growing in her body. It was like Dave Madden had opened up a new part of her personality, a wild, animal beast.

"You shouldn't talk like that to me," she whispered.

"Why not?" he asked. "I think you're pretty. Especially like you were when you got here."

She knew the boy was being braver than he usually was because he was turned on so much. Just seeing her had made him randy as a young stud. The thought turned her on even more. Certainly Tom had never acted as if she was special.

"I'm twice your age," Jennifer said.

"You look better than most of the girls my age," Jonathan said. "You look a lot better. All over."

"How do you know?" Jennifer asked. "What girls have you ever seen?"

"I've seen a couple," he said.

"What did you do with them?" Jennifer asked.

Jennifer wanted to stop herself from talking. She wanted to stop him. She couldn't. She knew she was getting deeper and deeper into dangerous areas, but she just couldn't.

"I didn't really do anything," the boy admitted. "We just talked and kissed a little. I got hot but the girls, wouldn't do anything."

His hand stroked her arm higher and higher until he was touching her throat. Then slowly, as if drawn by a magnet, his fingers crept down to touch the swell of her breasts.

"You shouldn't." Jennifer said.

"I want to," he said. "I want to so bad."

She wanted to stop him. She really did. But he was so excited by her body that it turned her on so much. She leaned against the kitchen sink as his fingers caressed her breasts.

"I want to see," he said.

She lifted her arms and helped him to take off her sweater. She forgot her reluctance almost as soon as his hot young eyes touched her firm globes.

He was really turned on by the sight of her. His eyes were appreciative in a way Tom's had never been.

"Oh Jonathan," she said softly.

He bent over her and for the first time his lips feasted on female flesh. He was like a young boy lost in a candy store and not knowing which counter to start at first. His mouth dropped from one hard, rosy nipple to the other.

She groaned softly and stroked his hair as she felt him eating her titties. He was inexperienced but he was energetic and that made up for it.

"Jonathan," she moaned.

She lifted him up and kissed him on the mouth. She wiggled her tongue into his hot mouth and felt him stiffen in surprise. A moment later he was giving his tongue back to her.

His big hands dropped to cup her titties. He squeezed roughly and ran his fingers over her taut nipples. She felt hot excitement growing in her, excitement for this very young boy.

She sensed his surprise once more when she let her hand fall between his legs. His stiff bulge pressed uncomfortably against his jeans. She traced the length of his rod with her fingers and found it extended a good way down his leg.

Another big one. She squeezed his cock and felt him pushing her backwards as if he were trying to climb up her body. He was so randy he couldn't control himself.

"Wait," she said.

She struggled with him for a few minutes before he would let go of her. She almost laughed at his painful expression. He was used to cock-teasing girls and he was thinking that she was one of the same.

She had no intention of cock-teasing.

"Come on, sugar," she said. "I'm going to show you a really good time."

Introducing this boy to sex was the most exciting thing she had ever done. It even topped being raped in the back seat by a convict.

She could feel her hot pussy juice dripping as she led him to the kitchen table.

She made him stand before the table as she went down on her knees before him. Deftly, she unzipped his trousers and reached her hot hand inside. She found his hard prick bunched in his shorts and it took a few minutes of struggling before she could release it.

"Mmmmmm," she said softly. "You've got something nice for Momma. You must have been saving this for a long time."

Jonathan was looking down at her as if he didn't believe what was happening. Jennifer didn't know if she believed it herself. She could feel her heart pounding as she bent her head over the pulsating cockhead.

"Mmmm," Jennifer said.

She touched her lips to the ruby tip and tasted the salty flavor of his lubricating fluid. She opened her lips slightly and took just the rubbery head inside her mouth. She began to run her tongue around the sensitive crown.

"Oh," Jonathan said. "Oh, oh!"

She opened her mouth wider and sucked his entire shaft into her mouth. He wasn't as large as Dave and it was easy. She felt his balls snug against her chin and his big cockhead tight against the back of her throat.

"God," Jonathan said. "Nobody's ever done that before. Oh Jesus."

She lifted her fingers to his balls and caressed them gently. She began to bob up and down on his cock, loving the rubbery feel of his shaft going in and out of her throat.

He grabbed the back of her head and he started thrusting roughly. She could feel his prickhead swelling in her throat and she tasted a little of his salty jism.

He protested as she pushed him away.

"Don't worry, sugar," she said. "I've got something else for you."

He ogled her hotly as she stepped back and skimmed out of her tight fitting pants. His eyes swept down her full titties, flat belly, and bushy snatch.

"God," he said.

"Do you like what you see, sugar," she said. "Do you like my pussy."

"Oh yes," he groaned. "God yes. You're beautiful. You're so beautiful."

"You're turning me on, lover," she said. "Why don't you strip your clothes off?"

He immediately began tearing at his clothes. He had a strong young body though she missed the wild, hairy look of Dave Madden. She ran her fingertips lightly over his strong chest.

"I like," she said softly. "MMM, I really do like."

She leaned back against the kitchen table with a soft smile on her lips. She knew the boy was itching to fuck her, but she wanted to keep him hot. She wanted him to remember his first time for a very long time. She wanted the satisfaction of knowing that he would compare any other woman to her.

"I'm so hot, lover," she said.

She leaned against the kitchen table and she parted her legs slightly. She gave him a real show. She ran her hands down her melon titties. She hefted them in her fingers and felt her nipples grow so hard it was painful.

"So hot," she purred.

She ran her fingers farther down to where her fingertips rested at her furry snatch. She ran one finger down between her legs, knowing that she was turning him on.

"Come here, sugar," she said. "Momma's pussy wants a little kiss. Come to Momma. Give my furry pussy a little loving. Hurry. I'm so hot!"

He blushed a deep red as he realized what she wanted him to do.

"No," he said. "I can't do that. I mean, I've never done anything like that before."

"I'll teach you all you need to know," she said. "Get down and lick my pussy!"

At first she thought he really was going to refuse. He was more afraid than he was excited. He wanted this luscious looking woman but he wasn't sure if he was man enough.

She parted her legs even farther and he could see her finger working on her plump pussy lips. His face began to grow even redder.

"Hurry," she said.

He couldn't refuse any longer. He dropped to his knees between her legs. He stared directly into her swollen pink lips, and he licked his lips.

"Jesus," he said softly.

"Eat me, sugar," she urged him. "Eat me. Put your tongue in my pussy. Eat me good!"

He kissed her soft, creamy thighs and let his tongue slide up until it touched her pussy hairs.

A hot spasm shook her body.

"Eat me," she whispered hotly, "I want you to eat my pussy. Eat me, sugar!"

She grasped his head and tugged him close to her cunt. His tongue touched her pussy lips and another hot spasm went through her. She felt hot tingles all over.

"Oh eat me," she groaned. "Eat my pussy. Put your sweet tongue in deep. I need it. I need your tongue!"

He wiggled his tongue into her full pussy lips just as deep as he could. She shivered hotly as his tongue licked at her hot pussy. She squeezed her cunt muscles against his probing tongue.

"Yes," she wailed, clutching fiercely at his head. "Oh yes, sugar."

The boy was getting really turned on eating her pussy. She could sense his growing excitement. His face was pushing farther up into her sweet, hot cunt and his tongue was licking furiously at her tangy juices.

She felt like she was about to get his entire body up into her hungry cunt. Perhaps she would have tried if it were possible. She'd never felt like this, even when Dave had been eating her.

The boy may have been inexperienced but he gulped at her tender flesh savagely.

"My clit, sugar," she urged him. "Suck on my clit."

She had to move around a little so that his tongue could find the right spot. When he touched her button she nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Jesus, that's nice," she cried. "That's niiiiiiiiiiice!"

The boy seemed to sense that his tongue had touched a really sensitive spot and he went to work on her feverishly. He kept running his tongue over her hard bud and sucking with his lips. She felt the hot fires within her burning to a climax.

"Jesus," she moaned softly, "I'm so hot I think I'm going to burn alive!"

She climbed up on the table and stretched out on her back. Never once did his sucking lips leave her cunt as he scrambled up after her.

She spread her legs even farther apart as his face pressed closer to her pussy. She began to buck up at him.

"Feel my ass," she said. "Squeeze my ass and put your finger in my hole."

She remembered how it had turned her on when Dave had done that. Now she wanted to feel this young boy's finger deep in her asshole. She kept begging him until she felt his strong young hands slipping under her full buttocks and he clutched tightly.

"My hole," she said. "Put your finger up my asshole!"

He was hesitant but she kept wiggling around until his finger slipped into the crack of her ass and he touched her tiny, puckered anus.

"Put your finger in my ass," she said.

He explored the rim of her anus with a gentle touch, and then his finger slipped into her up to his knuckles. Her ass jumped hotly off the table.

He remained still until she had settled back on his finger once again.

"Yes," she asked him. "Do that. Please do that."

He probed with another finger and then she felt two fingers slipping into her tight ass right up to his knuckle. He wiggled them around.

"Dear sweet Jesus," she cried. "That's fantastic. Mmmmm, Jesus!"

He began ramming his fingers up her ass just as quickly as his tongue worked in her pussy.

A spasm of joy shook her body. Then another. Her heart pounded and it seemed like she could barely breathe.

"I'm coming," she groaned. "I'm coming. I feel quivery all over. Your tongue feels so good. I love it, sugar. I love it, sugar! Sugarrrrrrrrr!"

She clutched his head and pulled his face so tight against her cunt that she was almost afraid he couldn't breathe. She couldn't control herself as she covered his face with her sticky juices.

"Swallow my juices," he begged him. "Swallow them. I want my cunt juices in your mouth!"

He didn't have much choice. He was having to swallow to keep from choking. She had flooded him with her hot juices. She could hear the noises he made as he sucked her juice down his throat.

"Ooooooooh," she sighed, as her body relaxed and the trembling stopped.

She still kept him there as she stroked his back and shoulders. He had been good. So damned good. It was hard to believe he had never eaten pussy before.

Finally she released his head.

He came up gasping and licking his lips. She could see the wet over his cheeks and lips.

"I want to fuck you," he said. "I want to fuck your sweet, hot cunt."

"Oh yes, baby," she agreed. "I want your cock. I want you to fuck my pussy. I want your big, hard cock!"

He climbed on top of her and she felt his prick head brushing against her thighs and leaving a wet streak. She parted her legs and clutched his bony ass.

"Put it in me," she said. "Put your big cock in me! Fuck me good, lover."

He couldn't control his impatience. He jabbed his prick at her again and again but he couldn't seem to get in.

"Patience," she said softly. "I'll help you."

She grabbed his hard cock between her fingers and pressed him against her plump mound. She spread her legs and bucked her pussy at him.

"Ummmmmm," she moaned, as she felt his long, thick shaft sliding into her cunt. He went deep and it felt good as hell. She began to rotate on his cock, letting his slippery shaft touch every sensitive part of her cunt.

"Fuck me, sugar," she said. "Fuck me hard."

He was really turned on and he began to slam his thick cock into her cunt. He fucked her savagely, with deep, hard strokes that threatened to drive her right through the table to the floor.

All the while his strong hands clutched her sweet ass and drove his fingers into her tight asshole.

"God, sugar," she groaned. "You're tearing me up."

His heavy balls slapped against her solidly as he fucked and she could feel his hard chest mashing her titties flat. He kept slamming his cock into her until she could feel it growing.

"You're coming," she moaned.

"Shit, baby, shit," he cried. "Shit, I can't help myself. Shit, shit, if feels good. God almighttttttyyyyyy!"

His thick jism poured into her and she clutched him tightly against her. She rubbed her titties in his chest as she felt spurt after spurt of hot jism fill her cunt.

"Oh baby," she sobbed softly.

He wasn't finished. He'd gone too long without pussy. He still had enough to fill her again.

He lay on top without moving. In a few minutes she felt his cock growing hard again and he began to move in and out of her pussy.

"Oh," she said. "You're doing it again."

It was amazing. Twice in one night she'd met a man who could even keep it up after such a fucking as she'd just given him. He was growing really hard again and she could feel his prick head pulsating against her pussy.

"Jesus," she said softly. "Oh Jesus."

She couldn't control the hot fires that grew in her once more. The young boy was turning her on more than she'd expected him to. His fingers clutched her ass again, and for the second time his fingers found her anus.

This time he didn't need any prompting from her. He drove two fingers into her ass roughly. She winced a little but she quickly grew used to the wet feelings of his fingers in her ass.

"God," she said. "I don't believe this. You're making me hot again. You're making me hot."

She started humping up at him, as she felt her hot fires growing. She could feel her nipples growing hard and her pussy was dripping juice. She couldn't remember ever coming so many times in one night before and it looked like she was about to come again.

"Oh Jesus," she sobbed, "do it rough. Do it hard. Squeeze my ass and fuck me harddddd!"

He did. He fucked her harder than she ever remembered being fucked. He drove his cock so deep in her pussy that she was afraid he was going to come out her mouth. His balls slapped against so hard that she knew he would leave bruises.

"God," she groaned. "I'm coming again. You're making me come. Oh God, I love it. I love your big cock. Oh Jesus, it feels good. Oh Jesussssssssss!"

She felt as if her body was being torn apart each time he slammed his thick cock into her. With each stroke, she could feel her cunt being stretched and the good feeling of his staff rubbing her hard clit. It was enough to drive a woman out of her mind.

"Baby," he panted. "God, I love this. But I want to come in your mouth."

She remembered the hot taste of him, how good it had felt to suck his cock. She remembered the sweet feeling of his rubbery shaft filling her mouth. She wanted his cum. She wanted to taste his slimy cockhead erupting into her mouth.

"Yes," she said. "Come in my mouth. I want you to come in my mouth."

He gave her a couple more savage strokes before he took his cock out of her pussy.

She felt him dripping onto her body as he moved up to straddle her head. He gripped both sides of her face and pressed his sperm tipped cock to her lips.

"Open your mouth," he said. "I want to stick my cock in your mouth."

She parted her lips and tasted his rubbery cockhead pushing between her lips. He shoved hard and his thick cock filled her mouth and throat. He kept pushing until his heavy cum-filled balls rested at her chin.

"Christ," he moaned. "I can feel your hot tongue on me. I can feel your tongue."

She could hardly breathe but she didn't mind that. She loved it. She opened her mouth wide as he pulled his staff out and then slammed it back into her again.

He leaked a tittle and she tasted his thick, salty cum.

"I'm coming," he groaned. "Hot damn, I'm going to come in your mouth. Oh Jesus, I'm coming! Jesus, I'm cominggggggg!"

She swallowed as his thick cum spurted into her mouth. She sucked an him until he quit trembling and then she allowed his prick to remain between her lips. She liked the warmth of his prick. Only after a while did she become aware of Rena's soft sobs coming from the other room.