Part XXXV - Need So Great

In the master bedroom of the Jalone abode...

Steven Marcus Jalone was not a man to be trifled with, not a man to cross, and Veronica Nortelli was discovering that in an extremely painful way.

The contractor had her tight in his grip and had just forcefully penetrated her little butthole with plans of savagely ass-fucking her. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem for Vee, as she was actually quite fond of being anally penetrated. By teenage boys. With normal-sized cocks.

But this bull of a man with his massive hands locked around her tiny waist definitely was NOT what you’d consider average. For example, any porn director worth his perverted metal who somehow managed to view what he was concealing in his trousers would have signed Jalone on the spot and turned him into a triple-X star, one for the record books.

Yep, he was hung like a proverbial fucking HORSE and most of the time it took all his effort to keep from hurting the pussies of the housewives he fucked. The passage of time and birthing a family had done their jobs turning a hallway into a train tunnel, and their commonly-endowed husbands had long ceased to give them a run for the money, if you get the drift. That’s where Steve came in. With his mammoth dong he turned thirty-something women into sixteen year old girls again, every nooner in Jalone’s bedroom suite was prom night revisited for the cunts of the straying Stingray Crescent wives.

But not for poor Veronica, nope, definitely not.

F-F-Fuck! She wailed internally. Ohhh, shi--shiiiit!

Bent over the bed with white-knuckled hands fisting the covers, the ninety-nine pound blonde punker finally managed to regain control of her voice and used it to spit out a desperate, squeal-laced plea.

“Ahhh! AHH! St-Stop! You--You b-bastard! I--I can’t take it! You’re--You’re too BIG!”

Steve responded, to her amazed relief, by swinging his hips back a bit, retracting the tip of his cock buried in her aching anus.

“Oh, thank-you, Mr. J-Jalone!” she gasped with tears in her eyes as Steve loosened his hold on her narrow hips and then actually released her. Vee prepared to straighten back up, the angle was killing her, “Thank-you!”

But the respite was false as Steve reached up and took firm hold of her right shoulder with one hand, while the other sank into her spiky blonde hair and fisted a good portion of it.

“What a-are you-OWWWW!”

Vee’s head was yanked backwards, her face twisted around, and she found herself face-to-face with the scariest pair of eyes she had ever seen.

“You are going to shut your damn whore mouth, girl! Understand me?”

“I-”

“DO YOU!” he roared, spraying hot spittle across her sunken cheeks.

She clamped her mouth shut and nodded as best as she could with his hand holding her hair.

“Damn right that mouth is staying shut. You can’t stop this, it’s going to happen.” and pushing her back down onto her hands on the covers of the big bed he gripping both her shoulders tightly, “Make no mistake, Veronica, you brought this upon yourself. I know you’re the one who brought that black vibrator into my house and left it where my innocent daughter could find it! You’re trying to corrupt her, but it’s not going to happen! She will never be the wasted whore you are! As Tia’s father I will DIE FIRST before I allow that to happen, and I will DESTROY anybody who tries to fuck with me OR her!”

And he felt his cock achieve diamond hardness and his nuts swell with eager seed, “So now get ready for the ass-fucking of your pitiful life, you little bitch! THIS is what happens to those who cross me and mine!”

Ohhh no!

Vee hung her head and stared underneath herself to the inverted v her legs were making. Her mouth went dry at the sight of Steve’s massive cock hanging there, mere inches from her puckered rectum.

It’s so LONG and-and THICK! Oh my fucking GOD!

“Now stay perfectly still and it won’t hurt so much.” Steve warned as he moved in and the head of his cock pushed at her asshole once again.

“Don’t! D-Don’t!” she cried but he wasn’t listening anymore, probably would never listen to her ever again.

There is no fucking WAY that thing is going to fit inside of m-me! I’m too little and it’s too--HUUUUGE!

“GUUUH!” her head flew up and back and her eyes slammed shut as her jaw levered open!

The easing cock had rammed into her body, the pain was incredible!

“Uhhhhhh! ARRRRGGGHHHHH!” Veronica bucked and thrashed as her hole body seemed to inhale the older man’s cock. He had to be nine or ten inches and all of it filled her ass up and made her spine jangle like a tightrope over Niagara Falls.

“Oh shit! Oh god! Oh GAWWWWD!” she moaned, mostly in painful agony.

Mostly...

He was moving his cock in and out of her now, going hard and fast like she was a loose twenty dollar crack whore, slamming deep, deep into her with each forward thrust of his hips. To Vee the penetration was like nothing she had ever experienced before, it was like his massive serpent dick was going to come out of her mouth, she felt skewered and the poker bisecting her burned white-hot within her anus.

Uhhhhh ... oh please ... m-make it ... make it ... stop ... please...

Tears coursed down her cheeks, pain dominated her, utterly and completely. But slowly, ever so slowly, as Steve pounded her harder and harder, she realized she needed to try and relax, it was the only way she was going to get through it, and just the realization of what she had to do was enough to slow the tears and then little ripples of pleasure began seeping through the waves of pain wracking her asshole. They zinged and swooped through her, striking at other parts of her body, making her mouth water and her heart skip a beat, her pussy began to pulse along with his thrusts, growing moist and mossy.

Uhhhh ... yes ... uhhhh ... that ... that’s n-not so ... not so bad ... ummmm...

She moaned out loud again, but this time pleasure was evident in her quailing tone, not just pain.

Steve was sweating and grunting, rogering her rectum with powerful strokes, and didn’t pick up on the change, just kept the hard pumping going, eager to blow his load inside the little slut.

Vee was crying out now in rapid spurts, and with each exclamation the pleasure increased and the pain decreased. Or at least it was masking the pain, pushing it away from her consciousness. She made herself forget about it, and her experience became just about the good feelings he was giving her.

Oh yeah, f-fuck yeah! This--This is amazing! Who’d of thought b-being ass-raped by a monster could feel this good?! But can’t let him know! Gotta make the fucker th-think I hate it!

“Ohh, you ... you b-bastard!” she gargled out, twisting her meager shoulders in his hard grip, “Please! Y-You are t-tearing me up! Guuuuh! F-Fuck! Stop!”

“NO!” raged the bull bent over her and down he crushed her to the bed and redoubled his pumping, his ass became a blur and Vee’s head sticking out from under his right shoulder glowed with sweat as her eyes bulged at the tremendous feeling as he went even harder and deeper. Her muscles clamped on his cock and he buried his face in the blankets and growled with intense pleasure.

And that was it, suddenly, just like that, control had switched back to Vee.

Who’s fucking who NOW, asshole!

Two floors beneath the ravaged blonde’s knuckling toes, another uninvited advance had just taken place. Steve Jalone’s winsome progeny had been demonstrating the improper way to dispose of a popsicle for her guest, Stingray Crescent’s spunky papergirl, when suddenly the redhaired poppet’s face was pressed against hers and plump lips stained with sticky strawberry juices were slopping wetly against her own thrown wide ones.

Tia was lost in it for the first few seconds and she returned the kiss, eyes shutting while she increased the speed of the popsicle and it stopped being a demonstration and became actual masturbation, it was like Kat was actually a boy and she was kissing him as he fucked Tia with his long, hard frosty dick.

Uhhhh, this f-feels so weird!

Wait ... ummm, what am I ... am I d-doing? Ohhhh, who c-cares what I--I’m doing ... sooo niiiice...

Kat’s lips were grinding against hers and her tongue was in her mouth, desperately plying against her own as she slipped a hand down from Tia’s shoulder and gripped her right breast. She twisted it, dug in her fingers, and panted into the darkhaired girl’s mouth, whose tongue she finally managed to capture and they intertwined like two serpents in heat.

Mmmm ... Tia tastes sooo good...!

Kat ground her groin into Tia’s knee which rose to press into her and the little redhead started flexing her ass, dry humping Tia’s up-thrusting leg, but there was nothing “dry” about her humping, her pussy was working like crazy now and oozing juices like a fractured watermelon.

F--F-Fudge me, she was riding that leg like crazy now, and the urge to utter actual obscenities was nearly irresistible for the young papergirl. F-F-Friiiig! Soooo ... gaaaaww...

Tia’s popsicle hand was a blur now, she was masturbating madly with it, her mind sinking into a rushing maelstrom of pleasure as the tepid steam plied at her bare flesh and the now rapidly shrinking slow-melt treat transformed her pussy into a sticky-gooey purple mess.

Aw shit! Aww f-fuck!

Unlike Kat, her unexpected fuck buddy had no problem using bad language, not when it felt THIS amazing!

“Oh--Oh! OHHH!” and she tore the popsicle out of her and threw it away, barely a stick of wood now, and then she BURIED her hand in her gaping slit and her thumbnail was scraping the roof of her cunt and “FUUUCK!” she wailed as she came like a bastard and her body heaved up against Kat’s and she threw her arms around her tightly.