Just One Hour
Copyright© 2003 by Finc
Chapter 15
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15 - This man has one hour with my snooty sister in- law. Then his friend repays the favour with my wife's sickly sweet best friend. One experience each is bad enough, but these girls just don't deserve to be that lucky. Three stand alone tales in this series.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Blackmail Lesbian Heterosexual Slut Wife InLaws BDSM MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Rough Light Bond Humiliation Group Sex Interracial Black Female Black Male White Female Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Fisting Sex Toys Squirting Water Sports Enema Scatology Exhibitionism Size Caution
The Mask took a long deep suck of his fat forefinger while his other hand spread Stacey's butt cheeks. The Boss had her pinned head on the floor as she wiggled and whined. "Uh what, you're hurting me... ugh." Suddenly her eyes widened and she gave a scream as the masked man pressed on her shitter with the tip of his wet forefinger." Uhh, ugggh oh, oooooowwwwwwww!" He slid the wet digit into her ass hole the spittle lubricating the entry only slightly."Ooooooohh, awwwwwwww no, no you c... ahhhhhhh!" His finger bent inside her as he push until his clenched fist slapped against her puckered cheeks. "Ugh, ugghhhhhh!"
The Boss laughed looking down into her eyes, his hand still around her long neck pressing her down. "Ugh, aw, aw, aw!" She squealed as the Mask energetically pumped his finger in and out of her sore butt, spitting onto his emerging digit to make the experience only slightly less sore for the horrified wife. He grunted in satisfaction twisting his finger to widen her canal gloating as he did. "So tight, yeah uh real tight. That's it baby squeal." He increased his jabbing along with an increase in Stacey's bucking and whining."Uh, uh, hmmm yeah can you feel it? Can you? All the way in like a dirty little worm." His finger writhed around pressing on her sphincter trying to weaken her tiny little chute.
She gave a gasp of relief as his finger finally pulled out, her ass was now red with embarrassment. The man was now fiddling with attachment near by but she couldn't see. The Boss smiled at her as he watched the view she was unable to see. The Mask had the strange rubber tube device in his hand. It was like a hard rubber golf ball with two tubes running through its middle. On one side they protruded maybe half and inch on the other they snake down into two long rubber pipes. One of these he had attached to the sink faucet head, the other had a valve half way down to pinch it close that's end just hung lose to the floor.
The Mask was smearing the rubber golf ball with KY jelly as the Boss pressed his finger into Stacey's hot ass hole. "Awwwwwww, oh stop not agai... aggg!" The black mans finger thrust inside her and he too gave her a flurry of burning thrusts."Hmmmm yeah that is tight, uh, that'll do just fine." She was able glance over her shoulder now and she was speechless with horror.
The Mask was bending down pressing the tube ends and the greased ball against her hole. She squealed as he pushed hard her muscles not wanting to part then like she was doing a huge dump she gave way the ball end popping inside."UGggggg!" She grunted as her rim snapped back closed with a desperate grip around the two exiting pipes. The ball was now trapped inside her anal canal, and as her muscles tried to push it out, her sphincter remained firmly shut forming an air tight plug inside her.
The Boss turned the faucet and the tube filled with warm water racing along up to the point were it disappeared inside her ass then..."Uggh oh, god ugh, ugh no, no, no!!" Her butt void began to fill with the rushing warm water. Once inside it had no where to go the exit tube had a valve sealing its escape it could only go deeper and push her flesh wider as her rectum began to accommodate the fluid. "Oooooohugggh, ugggggh!" Stacey squealed her eyes wide in panic and disbelief. Her gut was been filled and it was so uncomfortable."Uggggg, no, no more stop, stop!"
The Men were watching intently the tap faucet not fully open just enough for a steady warm flow. "Take slow deep breaths" Coached the Mask as he examined her butt crack, not a dribble of fluid escaping."AGGGGG, no more uggggh!" She cried desperately writhing on her knees. The hiss of water changed as the faucet began to struggle to pump anymore into her."Aggggggggg!" Stacey was feeling sick her gut bubbling the water so far inside her that progress was getting difficult. The Boss turned off the supply. "That's enough I think!" He said knowingly realising her screams were turning from indignity to outright pain.
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