Chapter 11

Buck waited another moment or so, expecting Faith to sit back up and ease the strain in his aching penis. When she didn't, merely hung there between his legs rubbing the head of his organ through her stomach wall and grinning up at him, he decided to make her pay for the discomfort she caused him.

"Okay, baby, you asked for it," he said threateningly.

A grin mocking Faith's amusement spread over his face. As if doing a sit-up, he put his hands behind his head and, using only his powerful stomach muscles, brought himself into a sitting position. He grabbed Faith's hands and pulled her upright in one swift jerk. As her breasts hit and flattened against his chest, Buck forced his hands into the soft meeting of calf and thigh just behind her flexed knees. He pulled her knees quickly up beside his body, and, before her feet could settle onto the carpet, slid his palms down her calves and grasped her slender ankles, flinging her feet and legs out to the sides and rear.

Her heels thudded to the floor, sending a jolt throughout her body. "Buck?" Her eyes opened wide and searched his face. "Buck? What are you--" She let out a howl of half pleasure and half fear, as the sensation of falling upward and backward caught at her sides and sent her arms and legs around Buck's body. She sucked in her breath and clung tenaciously as the room pitched and whirled about her. Then, no part of her yet touching the floor, Buck loomed above her.

With more than half of his long, black cock still inside Faith, Buck paused. He chuckled at a private thought and shook his body from side to side, then laughed aloud as Faith moaned and clung to his torso. She swayed beneath him, like a monkey clinging to a tree limb during a windstorm. Her hands were locked at the upper part of his back, and her ankles crisscrossed over the swell of his brown buttocks.

Suddenly he was no longer supporting her. She was falling to the floor, clinging to Buck and pulling him down with her. Her back thumped onto the soft carpet, partially knocking the breath from her lungs. Then, a split second later, Buck fell atop her with all his weight, driving his big cock to the depths of her cunt as his body smacked crushingly and covered her. The air whooshed out of her lungs, leaving her weak and trembling. She whimpered, turning loose and letting her arms and legs flop limply out in the classic spread-eagled position.

Straining for breath, Faith swung her head to the side and gasped, her lungs filling and pushing her tits tighter against his chest. "I can't breathe," she whined. "You're smothering me,"

Buck elbowed the floor, raising his chest away from hers but still keeping her nipples in contact with his skin.

"That's better," she panted, then began to groan as he started. His ass came up slow the first time, pulling the full length of his thick shaft out until only his glans remained between the pouting lips of her cunt. Then he slammed down into her, brutally hitting into her tender loins with all his might. It was only the beginning. He'd promised her a rough ride, and set about giving her exactly that.

At first Faith wailed and whimpered, shuddering each time he slammed his big organ forcefully up into her. He was going to kill her, she thought. He kept hammering at her so fast, so hard. As soon as she managed to catch a breath, wham, down he came and knocked it from her. I was too animalistic, too violent, like no union she'd ever had before and surely didn't want now, or ever in the future. His balls hit into the crack of her ass, time and time again, hard, splatting and stinging, chafing the tender skin. His cock seemed even bigger and harder now, as it invaded her stretched and weeping vagina with calloused indifference. In and out it plunged, chafing, pulling, probing, massaging, setting her insides afire, rubbing with such frenzied friction that she couldn't stand it another minute.

Faith was sure she'd go out of her mind the very next time Buck thrust his mighty pole up into her. He did. She didn't. It hurt. It burned. Then something inside her snapped. The burning sensation changed, slowly, fusing with the pain, changing it also, the pain and the burning becoming one and tormenting her even more than before. Her guts began to smolder. Her cunt was raw from the beating Buck gruntingly continued. She held her breath, sure that at any moment her loins would burst into flame and consume her in a fiery death.

Shuddering and moaning, she lay limply beneath the wildly humping brown body, expecting a curtain of soothing darkness to fall over her and bring with it peace and contentment. She shut her eyes to help it descend, go willingly into the world beyond death, there to find relief from the unbearable heat in her pummeled, battered loins. A woman's voice caught in her ear, sobbing and whimpering. Dimly, she recognized the voice as her own. Yet it seemed apart from her, separate from her own being. Fascinated, she tuned in and listened. How strange the voice sounded, how inconsistent. At one moment it was filled with pain, the next, surprisingly, because the pain had sounded so completely unendurable, the voice whimpered with pure and unadulterated bliss. The sounds changed as she listened. The pain faded, the bliss grew larger and filled the void vacated by the pain sounds.

The change was also taking place in her loins, Faith realized. Her cunt was still raw, still smoldering, but pleasure was replacing the pain. Wave after wave of the intense pleasure swept out from her loins as Buck hit into her again and again. She opened her eyes and stared up with incredulity.

Sweat covered Buck's brown face and forehead. He licked at his lips, smiling and panting.

"Buck? Buck?" Faith could not go on. She sucked in her breath and bit her lip.

"Is it gettin' good, baby?"

"Mmmm," moaned Faith, through her nose, nodding her head. It was getting good, and more intense than she could believe. All her feeling seemed to be centered in her cunt. Her lips were cold and unfeeling. She bit into them with the sharp edges of her teeth. Nothing--no pain, no sensation at all. All the nerves in her body had realigned themselves, connecting her cunt and brain, sending pleasure up and down in a rapidly engulfing stream that shut out all sensation but the pleasure of Buck's big black cock stroking in and out of her screaming pussy. More, more, more, it screamed. Harder--yes... harder!!

Her arms shot up around his back, pulling his chest down over her once more. She kissed wetly at his shoulder, his neck, his ear, nibbling and nipping at the brown skin as she murmured softly. The pink tip of her tongue darted into his ear and licked about eagerly. "Oh, Buck... darling!"

"Let it go, baby. Turn loose the fly," he panted.

The calves of her legs slid over his. White feet hooked under brown shins, using them as a lever to help shove her cunt up tightly against his loins. She savored the moment, clinging to him and grinding her pelvis, feeling the full length of his big thick cock inside her, feeling his warm balls jostling about in the crevice of her ass, feeling the coarse hair of his pubis chafe against her tender cunt lips.

"Oh God... oh God," she moaned, clamping down her vaginal walls and caressing his organ.

"You with me now, Faith?"

"Yesss," she hissed. "Now! Fuck me... fuck me... FUCK ME!!!"

Boyd's cock threatened to burst. He'd never seen Faith so turned on. She was out of her mind with lust for the massive black cock, hunching and groaning and grunting like a wild animal. Her face was unrecognizable, contorted with raw need, ugly. The abandoned way she thrust up to the nigger sent a chill up Boyd's spine. Would he ever be able to satisfy his wife after this, or would she scoff at his sexual attentions and demand more than he could give her. His mind reeled with the thought of what their future together might be like. One thing was certain: after tonight Faith would never again be the sweet innocent girl he had loved and married. He shuddered.

The sight of Buck's brown ass hunching above his wife's thrashing hips drew Boyd closer. Her legs were locked around Buck's waist now, her heels beating into the cheeks of his ass. With a groan, Boyd knelt beside them, getting his face up close. He watched the big cock pull out of her tightly gripping cunt lips. The black shaft was covered with her secretions, all wet and slippery and gleaming. Then it started back into her, folding her cunt lips obscenely inward, drawing her asshole tighter.

Faith's moan of satisfaction excited Boyd all the more. He watched Buck's cock disappear into Faith's body, heard the splat as their bellies came hotly together. It went on and on. Faith moaned and gurgled as Buck hunched frantically above her, filling her cunt with hard black meat and jerking away from her as soon as his nuts slapped into her wide-open ass.

"Buck! Hurry, Buck," Faith yelled urgently. "Yess, oh yess, darling. I can't wait for you! I'm going... going. Ouuu, mmmm!"

"Yeah, baby, yeah! I feel you coming. I feel you. You're taking me with you... baby... baby!"

Faith's head rolled ecstatically from side to side. Her eyes were clamped tightly shut, her eyeballs making little ripples over her fluttering eyelids as they twisted about unseen. "Buck!" It was a shrill scream. "Oh, Buck!"

"Catch it, baby... catch it!" Buck was straining against her now, holding his cock in to the very hilt and feeling it twitch preparatory to shooting his come out inside her. He gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side, closing his eyes as orgasm took hold.

Open-mouthed, panting with lust, Boyd gawked at the heavy brown balls. They pulled up slowly, tightening and wrinkling the loose skin, until they were hugging the base of Buck's organ. Faith was moaning and blubbering, already in her climax. Her cunt lips and asshole danced and winked, her body shuddering along with the orgasmic cadence. Then the brown nuts, pressed tight against her fluttering cunt, began to jerk.

Faith's breath sucked in with a ragged gasp. "I feel it!! So strong... so hot. Shoot it... in me... deep and hot! Come, daddy, come... come!!!"

Their mouths met in a moaning, tongue-sucking kiss. Faith's fingernails raked down Buck's back. She cupped his ass and tried to get yet more of the throbbing, spurting black cock up into her heaving belly. A tremor wrenched her entire body each time a hot jet of Buck's spiraling semen hit into the open mouth of her womb. Jerking her mouth free, Faith sobbed out brokenly, begging Buck to never stop the inner inundation of her being.

But Buck could make it last no longer than the final weak twitching of his cock. Drained, his orgasm over, Buck lay atop her writhing body only to catch his breath. Then, Faith begging him to leave it in and get it hard again, to go on with their "delicious fuck" all night, Buck disentangled her arms and legs and crawled off her.

She caught his wrist and pulled him to his knees beside her head. "Let me suck it and make it hard," she hissed, then raised her head and took the sex-drenched, limber black cock lovingly into her mouth.

Boyd watched his wife bobbing her head, heard the lustful noises as she sucked and slurped around her mouthful of meat. His gaze moved down her sweat-soaked body, past her jiggling tits, past her heaving belly. The crisp hair of her pubic mound was now wet and soggy, clinging wetly to her skin in little ringlets. An inflamed clitoris stood out boldly in the top folds of her open cunt, still hard, still throbbing. Below her clitoris lay the yawning chasm that was now her cunt. No longer was it pure and tight, but stretched and freshly fucked, and, by the Southern standards, ruined for all time, nigger-fucked.

The red of his wife's inner cunt looked back at Boyd, mocking him, laughing and rolling the jets of ropy come about as she sucked hotly on the black dick that had spewed her full of it. He groaned, knelt between her legs, and brought his mouth to her messy pussy.

Hands took Boyd's ass, positioning it. He kept at Faith, sucking at her cunt, licking up inside her as far as his tongue could reach. A pain shot up his body. He groaned and stiffened, still not taking his mouth from Faith's hot cunt. The head of a cock popped through the tight, rubbery ring of his asshole. He whimpered, easing his ass back and letting the cock work gently up into his bowels. Soon a fat belly pressed against the cheeks of his rump. Hands gripped his hips, and Harold began fucking slowly in and out of his anus. Even more excited now, Boyd thrust his tongue up into Faith's vagina and licked at the slippery walls of her cunt.

Dirk came over and lay down beside Faith. Moving her slowly, so Boyd could follow and continue sucking her cunt, he turned her onto her side. Snuggling up to her back, Dirk reached down and raised her leg up in front of her body. Then he took her hips, pulling her butt toward him and getting her into position.

The head of Dirk's prick came to her anus and pressed for entrance. It was too dry, too tight. He pulled away and aimed for her cunt, nudging between her and Boyd's chin. Slowly Boyd gave way, letting the cock brush past his lips and sink into Faith's cunt. It was a pleasant sensation, thought Dirk, his cock moving in and out of Faith to gather lubrication with which to make the insertion into her ass easier, and Boyd licking at them both all the while. For a moment he toyed with the idea of going on to orgasm that way.

But that was not what he'd come behind Faith for. As yet, her asshole was virgin, and he wanted to be the first to screw it. Shivering with anticipation of how tight and hot she would be, Dirk withdrew his rod from her warm cunt and brought the come and saliva-wet head again to her puckered anus. His hands gripping tightly to her hips, so she couldn't jerk free, he pressed the head of his dick into the tiny brown opening.

Much to Dirk's surprise, Faith made no effort to pull away. Instead, after jerking startledly at the first contact, she moaned around her mouthful of hardening dick and pressed back to help him get the head past her tight ring and on into her butt. She squealed out as it popped through, then shivered as he sank it to the depths of her bowels.

The dog lay panting on the couch. Lucia, Tanya, and Bess were again sitting at the table, watching all three of Faith's holes and Boyd's two being put to good use.

"Let's join the fun," Lucia urged the other two.

Bess, fully recovered now, jumped up eagerly, but begged off to catch a breather after her recent romp with Sam.

"Go ahead," Tanya said, grinning as she rubbed her cunt. "I won't be long. Let me get a little feeling back in it first."

"Okay, baby," said Lucia, bending to kiss Tanya on the mouth. "Come on in whenever you're ready. If there's not room by then, make it."

Lucia and Bess moved over to the tangled mass of human bodies, intending to tangle them up more yet. Lucia, being the dominant of the two, picked her spot. She jerked Buck's cock from Faith's mouth and sat on her, pinning her shoulders to the floor and bringing her cunt over her mouth.

"That's it," Lucia crooned down at Faith. "Lick it. Get your tongue up inside and suck me for all you're worth."

"You rotten bitch," Buck said to Lucia. "That blow job was beginning to feel pretty good."

"I can do it better," Lucia taunted, opening her mouth and flicking her tongue. "Come on, Buck, put it in here and go right out of your mind."

Buck grinned down into her face. He put one foot on the floor behind Dirk's head and eased the other out until he stood spraddle-legged with his cock in Lucia's face. Get it, baby," he said softly. "Don't bite me when you come, you hear?"

"Or what?" Lucia asked, licking at his glans and cradling his balls in her palms.

"I'll finish in your ass, if you bite," Buck grinned.

Lucia wanted no more of that. The one time he'd stuck that thick pole in her rump had caused her to bleed from the tear. "You won't even know I've got teeth," she promised, then opened wide and tugged him into her mouth by his balls.