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back, pain erupted over me. It felt like I was being ripped apart completely and all the pleasure of the orgasm disappeared in the wave of agony that crashed over me. It was so painful that I couldn’t even say anything. My breath was taken from me and my voice caught in my throat as he began to push hard, in and out, in and out, in and out.
He reached around and grabbed my nipples, pinching them hard and sending more pain through me. I still couldn’t talk, still couldn’t breathe. I was so shocked by everything that was occurring. He began fucking me harder and harder in my ass and I felt like my body was being torn in two, the shocking lightning bolt of pain was so intense as it traveled from my little abused hole and up my back and over my body. It was overwhelming. I was shaking. Tears were filling my eyes and I still couldn’t stop, still couldn’t protest. My voice and my breathing seemed to have completely left me.
Then, something changed. As he pounded into me, shoving my body hard against the table as he filled my little puckered asshole over and over, I began to realize how desperately I was aching for something to fill my pussy. It still hurt, but for some reason, the emptiness in the hole I wanted filled was a greater pain than the way the hole I wanted empty shot shards of hurt over me. I reached over, behind and underneath me to push fingers in my throbbing needy pussy and the moment I did, my orgasm ramped up again. It came back full force and all of the pain of the last few minutes disappeared completely in a wave of pleasure.
He kept pushing into me, thrusting hard into my tight hole over and over again until, finally, he cried out and I felt him slam forward hard one more time and then, he was coming, filling me with his load. I could feel its thick sticky warmth streaming into me. It made his thrusts easier and yet, more wild. He pushed in four or five more times and I could feel him shuddering, feel him shaking around me. I shuddered as well. The orgasm hadn’t slowed at all and as he kept his cock fully inside of me, I kept moving my fingers, feeling my pussy clench and spasm around them until, finally, the sensations got to be too much and I pulled them out.
Doctor Ashton took that as his signal to pull out, and I felt my ass painfully spasming back to its normal size. The aftereffects of the orgasm were still strong, and I lay over the table shaking while he pulled his pants up and smoothed his rumpled clothing. Finally, he pulled me to my feet and gently helped me gather my clothes and get myself presentable.
I looked at him in wonder, and he smiled. “Looks like you’re fine, Constance.”
I smiled and kissed him. “For three years I wouldn’t let you touch me. Even when Thomas stopped, I wouldn’t. You couldn’t have waited until after our date tonight, Brandon?”
He smiled and pulled me close and I thrilled at the way his hands on me still thrilled me. “When you filed for divorce, Constance, you told me the moment it was final I could have you. It’s final. I had you.”
I smiled and kissed him again. “Better not look so smug or you might not have me again.”
In response, he reached down and squeezed my ass cheek. When I moaned against his ear he chuckled. “Now that’s a threat I don’t think you can keep.”
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by Julie Bosso
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
I was busy in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. My husband was with his three buddies, watching a football game and I was whipping up another batch of my famous potato skins for them. I heard my husband open the door, sign for something and walk into the kitchen. Meanwhile, I was adding some sour cream, some chives, and some chopped bacon. I brought the platter out and set it on the coffee table. The boys were excited. Daniel, Matt and Carman were
He reached around and grabbed my nipples, pinching them hard and sending more pain through me. I still couldn’t talk, still couldn’t breathe. I was so shocked by everything that was occurring. He began fucking me harder and harder in my ass and I felt like my body was being torn in two, the shocking lightning bolt of pain was so intense as it traveled from my little abused hole and up my back and over my body. It was overwhelming. I was shaking. Tears were filling my eyes and I still couldn’t stop, still couldn’t protest. My voice and my breathing seemed to have completely left me.
Then, something changed. As he pounded into me, shoving my body hard against the table as he filled my little puckered asshole over and over, I began to realize how desperately I was aching for something to fill my pussy. It still hurt, but for some reason, the emptiness in the hole I wanted filled was a greater pain than the way the hole I wanted empty shot shards of hurt over me. I reached over, behind and underneath me to push fingers in my throbbing needy pussy and the moment I did, my orgasm ramped up again. It came back full force and all of the pain of the last few minutes disappeared completely in a wave of pleasure.
He kept pushing into me, thrusting hard into my tight hole over and over again until, finally, he cried out and I felt him slam forward hard one more time and then, he was coming, filling me with his load. I could feel its thick sticky warmth streaming into me. It made his thrusts easier and yet, more wild. He pushed in four or five more times and I could feel him shuddering, feel him shaking around me. I shuddered as well. The orgasm hadn’t slowed at all and as he kept his cock fully inside of me, I kept moving my fingers, feeling my pussy clench and spasm around them until, finally, the sensations got to be too much and I pulled them out.
Doctor Ashton took that as his signal to pull out, and I felt my ass painfully spasming back to its normal size. The aftereffects of the orgasm were still strong, and I lay over the table shaking while he pulled his pants up and smoothed his rumpled clothing. Finally, he pulled me to my feet and gently helped me gather my clothes and get myself presentable.
I looked at him in wonder, and he smiled. “Looks like you’re fine, Constance.”
I smiled and kissed him. “For three years I wouldn’t let you touch me. Even when Thomas stopped, I wouldn’t. You couldn’t have waited until after our date tonight, Brandon?”
He smiled and pulled me close and I thrilled at the way his hands on me still thrilled me. “When you filed for divorce, Constance, you told me the moment it was final I could have you. It’s final. I had you.”
I smiled and kissed him again. “Better not look so smug or you might not have me again.”
In response, he reached down and squeezed my ass cheek. When I moaned against his ear he chuckled. “Now that’s a threat I don’t think you can keep.”
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Gangbang Revenge on a Slut Wife
by Julie Bosso
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
I was busy in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. My husband was with his three buddies, watching a football game and I was whipping up another batch of my famous potato skins for them. I heard my husband open the door, sign for something and walk into the kitchen. Meanwhile, I was adding some sour cream, some chives, and some chopped bacon. I brought the platter out and set it on the coffee table. The boys were excited. Daniel, Matt and Carman were
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