10-01-2019, 04:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-01-2019, 04:03 PM by Ramesh_Rocky.)
What the fuck was the screaming about anyway, he thought. She was always begging him for it before. And now, her screams only served to make him angrier and he decided he would do whatever he pleased with her. The hell with her, he figured ...going to bed without saying a word ... without even fixing dinner for him. She needed a good straightening out anyway.
Ratan felt godlike - taking her this way. He had always been impressed with the old Greek myths about the gods coming down to earth and taking any mortal woman they fancied.
He knew it was going to be a long time before he came. Sometimes it was like that. He was glad, because he wanted this to last as long as possible.
"What's the matter?" he yelled above Shanti's cries. "Don't you like it? I thought you liked it a little rough!"
He panted heavily and suddenly pulled out of her. Shanti, terrified, tried to scramble away, but he pulled her back on the bed and slapped her hard across the face. He had never hit her before and had not even known he was going to do it.
She collapsed on the bed sobbing.
And Ratan decided to play it straight through like that. He was enjoying it immensely. He looked down at his wife as she lay face down on the bed crying ... her firm ass juggling up at him in the darkened room. His hand went down and his finger probed at the entrance of her virgin back passage.
"Spread your legs!" he ordered.
Shanti, too frightened to disobey him, spread her legs out so far that her toes touched the edge of the bed on both sides. His finger prodded. She winced in pain and tried to prepare and suddenly it was inside her. She was surprised when it didn't hurt very much at all.
He moved it around in her tight rectum, trying to stretch the rubbery muscle further apart. After just a few seconds of this, he dug another finger into the tiny hole. "Aaaarrrgggg ... she cried out, but Ratan pinned her down on the bed with the palm of his hand on the small of her back and continued his attack. She felt like an impaled collector's specimen.
His fingers remained still for a moment, but then once again began their probing attack. Shanti tried moving in some sort of pattern to perhaps alleviate the sharp pain and soon, she began growing accustomed to their intrusion. Then somehow, the pain subsided and in its place, the subjugation of it all began to give her a dull pleasure in the same mysterious way it had this afternoon. She could feel him deliberately stretching her tiny, puckered rectum and it hurt a bit every time he made a sharp sudden movement. In spite of her growing desire, she wanted him
to do it to her there and get it over with.
"Take me, Ratan," she cried out to him, calling him Ratan for the
first time in weeks. "Take me now."
As he pulled his fingers out, the rubbery muscle clung to them, reluctant to release them from its grip. They came out with a loud, lewd sucking noise.
She felt his hot body come down on hers and stretch out along its length. She shivered with anticipation, but he lifted himself back up from her and kneeled between her wide-stretched legs.
"Kneel up!" he commanded.
She followed his instructions immediately, presenting him with the stretched moons of her buttocks, bending away before him, resting her hot, flushed face on the pillow.
"Tickle my balls!" he ordered.
Shanti reached submissively behind herself and gently stroked at the hairy testicles dangling down between her thighs. She touched them gingerly, as if they were delicate eggs that might somehow be broken.
"Now put it in!"
Her hands moved hesitantly from the softness of the balls and grasped his huge rock-hard cock. A sudden expression of fear flashed through her eyes as her fingers wrapped around it and realized for the first time how big her husband really was. But, she clenched her eyes tightly shut and masochistically placed the tip of it against the tight hairless opening.
Ratan leaned back so he could watch his cock enter into her asshole. He watched as it began probing and working against her anus, the muscles of his stomach standing out. As it wormed its way into her, it looked like a giant battering ram trying to force its way in. And suddenly, the straining nether ring gave way and the swollen tip of his cock popped inside with a sudden rush. Shanti hopelessly tried to pull away, but he held her tight.
"AAaaarrrggg!" she screamed in pain, her face contorted tightly from the ravishment of her tight defenseless asshole. It was like having a log rammed into her back there and her mouth dropped in helpless torment.
Above her, Ratan, crooning with delight, pushed his way in until the flat hard surface of his stomach slapped against the protruding cheeks of her upraised buttocks.
"OH! OOOHH OOOOHHHH!" she gasped as he pushed further and further into her.
Gasping for air, Ratan began sawing rhythmically and without the slightest mercy, deep up into the soft confines of her back passage. Gradually, her pain eased a little, though it was still a mixture of perverted pleasure and humiliation at the same time. She began to move backward to meet the forward thrust of his loins and began to undulate her body, moving her buttocks in tiny sensuous circles.
Kneeling above her, Ratan watched the reddish skin of the little hole draw back with his prick, clutching it as if it didn't want him to come out. At first, the pressure on his cock had been almost unbearable, but now it was exhilarating. He watched as his white penis disappeared right up into her ass with every stroke. It went right in so that not half an inch of it showed, the straining cock reaching far up into her shaking belly.
His balls ached and his penis danced with a thousand hot sparks every time he surged into her. And she herself was moaning and adding to his pleasure by the movement of her bottom.
She was really his, now. A slave submitting to his pleasure.
He could do anything he liked with her ... and now, he did. Digging his giant cock into her ass and leaving it there, he listened to her groan while he simply joggled his loins and moved it gently around in her channel like a probing snake. He slipped it back out until just the head remained buried in her and then plunged it right in again in one long slow stroke. His prick tingled, his balls alive. He knew he could cum anytime now, but
he wanted it to last just a while longer before he felt the rush of sperm emptying deep into her quivering little ass. He began to rub rapidly in her, hard and fast, battering her shaking buttocks with his hips. He gripped her waist hard with his hands, digging his fingers into her flesh. His breath whirled in and out of his open mouth in broken gasps. He pulled her cheeks further apart with his hands, his fingers scratching at the soft skin.
"Oh, God!" she cried out as his straining cock pushed the last fraction of an inch of its long shaft in so that the swollen head pressed hard against her insides. He touched her anus with his fingers, feeling the heat of friction where his cock slipped in. Shanti mumbled incoherently, her head flailing from side to side on the pillow. He pulled her back onto his rod like fitting a boot, his prick swollen beyond anything he had ever experienced before.
"Ohhh, baby ... ohhh, baby ... daddy's cumming ... daddy's cumming ... screw back ... FUCK BACK!" he gasped as he gave one last spine-chilling ramrod thrust and shattered his sperm in wave after wave far, far into the depths of her wildly clenching behind. It seemed as if his balls had never been so emptied before. He groaned and almost cried out in delight as Shanti collapsed on the bed in front of him and his still stiff prick slipped out lewdly with a wet popping noise, the last few beads of cum dropping obscenely from the tip of his prick onto her sweating back.
"Oh, yeah, baby," he crooned down at her unconscious form.
"Let's do this more often! Let's do this more often!"
Ratan felt godlike - taking her this way. He had always been impressed with the old Greek myths about the gods coming down to earth and taking any mortal woman they fancied.
He knew it was going to be a long time before he came. Sometimes it was like that. He was glad, because he wanted this to last as long as possible.
"What's the matter?" he yelled above Shanti's cries. "Don't you like it? I thought you liked it a little rough!"
He panted heavily and suddenly pulled out of her. Shanti, terrified, tried to scramble away, but he pulled her back on the bed and slapped her hard across the face. He had never hit her before and had not even known he was going to do it.
She collapsed on the bed sobbing.
And Ratan decided to play it straight through like that. He was enjoying it immensely. He looked down at his wife as she lay face down on the bed crying ... her firm ass juggling up at him in the darkened room. His hand went down and his finger probed at the entrance of her virgin back passage.
"Spread your legs!" he ordered.
Shanti, too frightened to disobey him, spread her legs out so far that her toes touched the edge of the bed on both sides. His finger prodded. She winced in pain and tried to prepare and suddenly it was inside her. She was surprised when it didn't hurt very much at all.
He moved it around in her tight rectum, trying to stretch the rubbery muscle further apart. After just a few seconds of this, he dug another finger into the tiny hole. "Aaaarrrgggg ... she cried out, but Ratan pinned her down on the bed with the palm of his hand on the small of her back and continued his attack. She felt like an impaled collector's specimen.
His fingers remained still for a moment, but then once again began their probing attack. Shanti tried moving in some sort of pattern to perhaps alleviate the sharp pain and soon, she began growing accustomed to their intrusion. Then somehow, the pain subsided and in its place, the subjugation of it all began to give her a dull pleasure in the same mysterious way it had this afternoon. She could feel him deliberately stretching her tiny, puckered rectum and it hurt a bit every time he made a sharp sudden movement. In spite of her growing desire, she wanted him
to do it to her there and get it over with.
"Take me, Ratan," she cried out to him, calling him Ratan for the
first time in weeks. "Take me now."
As he pulled his fingers out, the rubbery muscle clung to them, reluctant to release them from its grip. They came out with a loud, lewd sucking noise.
She felt his hot body come down on hers and stretch out along its length. She shivered with anticipation, but he lifted himself back up from her and kneeled between her wide-stretched legs.
"Kneel up!" he commanded.
She followed his instructions immediately, presenting him with the stretched moons of her buttocks, bending away before him, resting her hot, flushed face on the pillow.
"Tickle my balls!" he ordered.
Shanti reached submissively behind herself and gently stroked at the hairy testicles dangling down between her thighs. She touched them gingerly, as if they were delicate eggs that might somehow be broken.
"Now put it in!"
Her hands moved hesitantly from the softness of the balls and grasped his huge rock-hard cock. A sudden expression of fear flashed through her eyes as her fingers wrapped around it and realized for the first time how big her husband really was. But, she clenched her eyes tightly shut and masochistically placed the tip of it against the tight hairless opening.
Ratan leaned back so he could watch his cock enter into her asshole. He watched as it began probing and working against her anus, the muscles of his stomach standing out. As it wormed its way into her, it looked like a giant battering ram trying to force its way in. And suddenly, the straining nether ring gave way and the swollen tip of his cock popped inside with a sudden rush. Shanti hopelessly tried to pull away, but he held her tight.
"AAaaarrrggg!" she screamed in pain, her face contorted tightly from the ravishment of her tight defenseless asshole. It was like having a log rammed into her back there and her mouth dropped in helpless torment.
Above her, Ratan, crooning with delight, pushed his way in until the flat hard surface of his stomach slapped against the protruding cheeks of her upraised buttocks.
"OH! OOOHH OOOOHHHH!" she gasped as he pushed further and further into her.
Gasping for air, Ratan began sawing rhythmically and without the slightest mercy, deep up into the soft confines of her back passage. Gradually, her pain eased a little, though it was still a mixture of perverted pleasure and humiliation at the same time. She began to move backward to meet the forward thrust of his loins and began to undulate her body, moving her buttocks in tiny sensuous circles.
Kneeling above her, Ratan watched the reddish skin of the little hole draw back with his prick, clutching it as if it didn't want him to come out. At first, the pressure on his cock had been almost unbearable, but now it was exhilarating. He watched as his white penis disappeared right up into her ass with every stroke. It went right in so that not half an inch of it showed, the straining cock reaching far up into her shaking belly.
His balls ached and his penis danced with a thousand hot sparks every time he surged into her. And she herself was moaning and adding to his pleasure by the movement of her bottom.
She was really his, now. A slave submitting to his pleasure.
He could do anything he liked with her ... and now, he did. Digging his giant cock into her ass and leaving it there, he listened to her groan while he simply joggled his loins and moved it gently around in her channel like a probing snake. He slipped it back out until just the head remained buried in her and then plunged it right in again in one long slow stroke. His prick tingled, his balls alive. He knew he could cum anytime now, but
he wanted it to last just a while longer before he felt the rush of sperm emptying deep into her quivering little ass. He began to rub rapidly in her, hard and fast, battering her shaking buttocks with his hips. He gripped her waist hard with his hands, digging his fingers into her flesh. His breath whirled in and out of his open mouth in broken gasps. He pulled her cheeks further apart with his hands, his fingers scratching at the soft skin.
"Oh, God!" she cried out as his straining cock pushed the last fraction of an inch of its long shaft in so that the swollen head pressed hard against her insides. He touched her anus with his fingers, feeling the heat of friction where his cock slipped in. Shanti mumbled incoherently, her head flailing from side to side on the pillow. He pulled her back onto his rod like fitting a boot, his prick swollen beyond anything he had ever experienced before.
"Ohhh, baby ... ohhh, baby ... daddy's cumming ... daddy's cumming ... screw back ... FUCK BACK!" he gasped as he gave one last spine-chilling ramrod thrust and shattered his sperm in wave after wave far, far into the depths of her wildly clenching behind. It seemed as if his balls had never been so emptied before. He groaned and almost cried out in delight as Shanti collapsed on the bed in front of him and his still stiff prick slipped out lewdly with a wet popping noise, the last few beads of cum dropping obscenely from the tip of his prick onto her sweating back.
"Oh, yeah, baby," he crooned down at her unconscious form.
"Let's do this more often! Let's do this more often!"
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