Runaway Wife

by Powerone

  Michael couldn't believe how hot and tight she was, struggling to push his cock inside her, her muscles pressing hard to push it out. He pressed down with his hips, the head of his cock slowly entering her hot passage millimeter by millimeter, Michael groaning as he fought her asshole every inch of the way. He looked down, her anal ring stretched over his shaft like a tight rubber band, his cock buried to the head inside her.

  Michael began to push deeper into Marisa in uneven jerks in and out, her asshole sent into spasms as he pulled out, then thrust back in, each time going deeper, each time finding new places that had never been visited, new places that should never be touched from the outside. It felt like a baseball bat was shoved up her ass. “OOOH, GGGGODDD, its toooo bigggg!” She struggled, but Michael held her pinned down, his hips always moving, the penetration with his cock moving deeper inside her. “TTTAKKKE IIT OOUTTT!” She begged and cried, but it did no good, Michael continuing to drive deeper into her intestines with his cock. It was so unnatural, her stomach cramping when his cock head would bang into a bend or curve in her guts. Would his cock ever end?

  Keri was bouncing up and down on the bed, Aaron's hand just a blur as he spanked her pussy with immunity, her legs spread wide willingly, her pussy lips pulled open by the wide expanse of her spread legs. She felt like she had already cum, her pussy soaked in her juices, the stinging on her pussy no longer painful, though she felt the pain. It was almost as if it was pleasurable, her brain failing to separate the two. He would rub her pussy, two fingers forced deep into her pussy, Keri gripping on the fingers before they pulled out. Aaron even sought out her clit, pulling back the hood to expose it, his finger tapping it hard as if he was spanking her pleasure button just like her pussy. Her body shook and trembled, another powerful blow to her mound, this time his hand moving up higher to slap hard on her clit, the red button brought to erection by his finger so he could spank it.

  "AAAAAHHH.” Michael was in heaven, her hot, tight insides clinging to his cock as if it was enclosed in a warm blanket. Her muscles rippled up and down the shaft, over half of his cock inside her already, Marisa only whimpering now, resigned to the sodomy. He pulled out until her anal ring strained on his cock head, shooting forward with his hips to bury three quarters of his cock into her tight guts. He heard the air forced from her lungs by his powerful thrust, his hips moving from side to side as he ground his cock inside her, forcing her muscles to loosen up. She was so tight that he had difficulty moving his cock in and out.

  It felt like Michael was dragging her guts out when he pulled out, a giant vacuum formed by the thick head. He stopped before he pulled his cock out of her anus, Marisa holding her breath as she waited for the next powerful thrust. She didn't have to wait long, holding her breath, pushing out with her anus to aid the entry, anything to stop the terrible burning deep inside her. Marisa went from empty to full in seconds, his stomach pounding on her ass cheeks, Michael finally stopped by her flesh from burying his cock any deeper inside her. He paused inside her, his cock jerking and shuddering deep in her guts. She felt like she was stretched around him, the thick cock tearing into her soft walls until it filled her so completely.

  Michael couldn't wait much longer, his cock pulsating inside her once virgin hole, her body spread out beneath him submissively. He began to sodomize her with long strokes, making Marisa take his full measure, her grunts the only sound as he pounded her ass cheeks with each powerful thrust. He looked over at Keri, a strange look of pleasure on her face in spite of Aaron striking her pussy with his powerful hand at regular intervals, her legs bowed back submissively. But Michael also saw that after striking Keri, his hand would linger on her mound, masturbating the pain away, two fingers digging deep inside her.

  Keri saw the conflicting emotions on the face of Marisa and Michael. On Marisa's face was etched the pain of taking a large cock in a tight hole, grunting with each powerful thrust, her body pinned underneath Michael as his hips pumped his cock in and out of her ravaged hole. On Michael's face was the look of ecstasy, Kari only able to imagine what it would feel like to be buried inside such a perverse hole, taking his lust out on her once virgin hole, his hips forcing her to take his powerful thrusts in spite of the pain he was inflicting. She knew that he wouldn't last much longer and she didn't think she would either, Aaron's spanking igniting a perverse arousal in her body, his hands masturbating her between spanking her pussy.

  "Pull your pussy lips open. Real wide.” Aaron wanted Keri's ultimate sacrifice.

  She didn't hesitate, her fingers having a hard time gripping her slick pussy lips and pulling them open. Her fingers tightened on the abuse flesh, spreading them wide, looking down to see how exposed she was. Aaron had moved closer, his hand swinging back, Keri catching a glimpse of three fingers pinned together coming between her legs. She felt the sick slap of his fingers on her tender inner lips, screaming as she felt the horrific pain.

  "Higher up, expose your clit. I want you cumming when I slap you.” Aaron was eager to make her cum while being spanked, wanting to take his lust out on her body next. Michael was fucking Marisa hard now, his body bouncing up and down on hers. He saw Michael's hands move under her hips, forcing her up onto her knees. Aaron thought Michael wanted to stick his cock deeper into her asshole, but he heard the familiar gasp from Marisa. Michael's hand had slipped between her legs and was rubbing her pussy and clit.

  She couldn't believe it, Michael was trying to make her cum while he was sodomizing her. How arrogant of him. Forced up to her knees, his cock sank deeper into her guts, feeling like a foot long snake was moving inside her. No, he couldn't. His fingers were gentle, at the same time his cock was sodomizing her ruthlessly. His finger danced over her clit, just as Aaron did to her, the fingertip slapping back and forth over the tip until she felt her hips moving. Two fingers slid into her pussy, her legs spreading wider, feeling like a truck was between her legs. She couldn't differentiate the fingers from the cock in her asshole, both of them driving up and down while her clit was expertly manipulated by Michael. “NNNO! Don't make me cum!” She protested, but she already felt her body go beyond the point of no return. Michael gave her one last hard jab, his cock so deep in her guts that she thought it would come out her stomach. It jerked and shuddered and than she felt the unmistakable wetness fill her bowels. It shot out like a fire hose, spraying her insides, the thick fluid burning as he came inside her. She came at the same time, Michael's fingers pulling on her clit until she moaned, the orgasm hitting her, her insides rippling up and down the fingers and cock that filled her so completely. Her body collapsed on the bed as she came, Michael pressing his body down onto her as he jerked his cock in and out of her asshole, each time another load of cum dumped in her guts.

  Keri came when she saw Michael cum inside Marisa, the jealousy of someone giving Michael more pleasure than she could overpowered her. She came from the spanking on her clit, the shooting pain igniting a perverse thrill in her body. Aaron's hand masturbated her, two fingers inside her as the tremors ran through her battered body, the look of pleasure on Michael's face as he came in Marisa's asshole would forever be etched in her brain. She hated herself for denying Michael the pleasure he desperately wanted and she deserved the pussy spanking. She vowed to make it up to him.

  Aaron couldn't wait any longer, spreading Keri's legs wide, her limp body beneath him. He shoved his cock inside her pussy, feeling the remnants of her orgasm as he buried his cock deep into her tight hole. She hadn't been used much, her hot tight insides clinging to his cock. He pulled her legs up, spreading them wide and began to fuck her. And he fucked her hard. It took only a few minutes until he came, filling her hole with his cum, his hands under her ass, raising her up to take all of his cock. “Squeeze the cum from me.” He blasted his cum inside her as she obeyed obediently, her pussy performing flawlessly to extract the cum form his balls.

  All four lay on the bed, sated and exhausted. The girls found their mouths put to good use, Aaron's and Michael's c
ocks pushed inside until they were bathed clean. Marisa had the hardest time, having to clean Michael's soiled cock, but as her face clenched in a grimace, she obediently tongue licked it clean.

  Keri found her body carried into Michael's bed, his naked body curled up next to her, the distant roar of the helicopters engines signaling Aaron and Marisa's departure. She slept soundly, waking up in the morning with Michael still curled up against her ass.

  CHAPTER 12

  A Party with Michael's Friends

  Camilla raced around the house making preparations for the night's festivities tonight, Keri finally prying it out of her that Michael had invited some of his friends over for dinner and, as Camilla put it, some “entertainment."

  "Senor Michael wants everything prepared before they arrive. He is letting me go home early.” Camilla smiled at Keri as she told her. “I think he wants his privacy with you Senorita."

  Keri acted as if she already knew of the guests. “Yes,” she smiled back, nodding. This must be the select few friends that Michael had mentioned. Friends that he would share Keri with. Her mind began to race with thoughts of what would happen, finding her sitting on the veranda, her pussy wet by all of the possibilities running through her mind. Would they tie her up? Of course they would, Michael enjoyed the rope and Keri found that it heightened her sexual excitement to be bound and her body taken advantage of without her consent. She trusted Michael enough and she knew he would look out for her no matter what.

  "Camilla said I would find you out here.” Michael's voice shook her out of her erotic thoughts.

  She looked up at his handsome face smiling down at her. He bent over, Keri inhaling the spicy scent of his cologne, feeling his breath just before his lips pressed against hers. He kissed her, his hand holding her head as his tongue darted deep into her mouth, seeking out and Keri responding with her tongue. He finally broke the kiss, sitting down next to her. “I was just thinking.” Keri responded sheepishly, a slight flush heightening the glow on her cheeks.

  Michael's hand slid along her naked leg, the short skirt leaving a long expanse of thigh open to his touch. “I hope your thoughts made you wet.” His hand slid up her inner thigh, seeing Keri parting her legs so willingly.

  "If it didn't, your hand is doing it now.” How could he arouse her so easily? She let her legs spread for him, her eyes watching his hand erotically move up her leg. Keri held her breath as he moved high up under her skirt, gasping when he found her pussy. He cupped her sex, feeling her juices flood her panties.

  "I love how you get aroused so easily at my touch.” Michael's finger gently rubbed up and down her panty mound, pushing the silky panties into her slit, finding his fingers wet with her juices.

  She leaned back, her legs spreading wider as Michael gently and expertly began to masturbate her. She closed her eyes, imaging it was tonight and Michael's friends were standing there, watching Michael's masturbation of her, waiting for their turn at her body. Her hips began to rock back and forth, Keri's hand moving down to pull her skirt out of the way to give Michael complete access to her pussy. Would he let her cum or would he just tease her, arousing her for tonight? She got her answer all too soon, Michael's hand pulling away to leave her unfulfilled. “Just a tease?” Keri pouted, squirming on the lounge chair.

  "Yes. I presume you know that some of my friends are coming over tonight. They should be here about 6. I think you will find your sexual appetite satisfied by time the night is over.” He paused for a moment. “As will mine, but I do love you when you are aroused.” He clenched his cock with his hand. “And you are leaving me in a similar state."

  Keri looked at the cock etched in his pants. “And so you should be so. I think I will take a leisurely bath. I am sure that I will be put through my paces by you and your friends.” She smiled sexily at him. “And I look forward to it.” She left him on the veranda, going to her room. She looked at the bed, her clothes already laid out for tonight. She picked up the two tiny garments. The first was a coral-flame cheeky boyshorts. She looked at them, styled to reveal a generous amount of her cheeks. The bra was a lace and satin demi bra in the same color. A pair of high heels completed the outfit. The clothes were meant to entice, leaving little to the imagination.

  She laid in the hot bath a long time, her eyes closed, enjoying the feel of the water as it enveloped her naked body. She had come such a long way in a little over a week. From a sheltered housewife that was afraid of showing her body with her sex life consisting of a vibrator and a morning ritual to where she was now, Michael taking his pleasure with her body at his will, ropes enforcing her obedience, at the same time enhancing it. Not only did she show her naked body to Michael, but to others and tonight would be the ultimate test. A party, with Keri being the main course. She wanted so bad to play with her pussy but she knew that Michael would be disappointed with her, struggling to rub her clit as she imagined how the evening would enfold.

  Camilla brought Keri something to eat. “Senor Michael thought you might like a sandwich. It is not a formal dinner tonight, just plates of appetizers to please the guests.” She left it on the table as she walked out. It was time for her to go home.

  Keri was sitting in the chair when Michael came in, his eyes immediately drawn to her almost naked body. “Stand up, let me look at you."

  Keri stood up, balancing on the high heels, feeling out of place in just a bra and panties with the heels. She faced him, her thighs parted slightly to tease him with the treasures hidden between her legs.

  She looked beautiful. And sexy, the boyshorts clinging to her ass, a wide expanse of firm naked cheek left exposed. Her full breasts peeked provocatively out the top of the bra. “Turn around.” She turned her back to him, stopping and spreading her legs wider, giving Michael an excellent view of her ass. “I love your ass Keri. And those boyshorts make it look so ravishing.” His cock throbbed at the sight of her naked cheeks pushed out the bottom of the abbreviated shorts, the firm flesh so inviting.

  She wanted to ask Michael what would happen tonight, but she knew that he wouldn't answer. And she wasn't even sure if she wanted to know. The unknown was much more erotic. Michael led her out of the room, her heels tapping loudly on the Mexican pavers on the floor. They entered the living room, Keri surprised to find it empty. But she wasn't surprised to see the coils of rope around the room.

  "Over here,” Michael directing her to the center of the room. He picked up a pile of short pieces of rope, stroking the rough rope as if it was an extension of his cock.

  She trembled, but not in fear, more in excitement as she glimpsed the rope in Michael's hand. She moved next to him. She put her wrists in front of her, Michael busily tying a short rope around each thin wrist. He pulled the knot tight, Keri flinching in pain. Her arms hung uselessly at her side, a length of rope hanging from each wrist in anticipation of being tied.

  Michael picked up each end of the rope, pushing it through the iron ring that hung down from the ceiling by chains. He pushed the opposite rope through another iron ring. He began to pull the slack on the ropes, Keri's arms having no choice but to rise up, Michael enjoying the way her full breasts pulled up. He pulled harder until her arms were rigid, Keri almost having to stand on her toes. He tied one, than repeated the process with the other. He stepped back, admiring her half naked body strung up, her arms pulled up and wide, leaving her breasts vulnerable to whatever they would inflict on them.

  Keri's pussy was soaked, the rope igniting the lust in her loins that only Michael could extinguish. Or maybe his friends would do it tonight. With her arms already bound, her consent was not needed, her body vulnerable to whatever perversion they decided to perpetrate on it. But Michael was not finished, Keri watching as he bent over, new lengths of rope tied tightly around her slim ankles, Keri trembling as she saw the other end of the rope laid out on the floor. She followed its path, coming to an end, seeing the iron ring bolted to the floor. How come she never noticed that before? Did Michael bolt it in especially f
or tonight? She had little time to comprehend it, Michael tugging on one of the ropes, Keri having no choice but to shuffle her foot closer and closer to the iron ring. Michael finally stopped when her foot was just short of the ring, looping it through the ring and tying it tight. It wasn't so bad, but only one of her legs were spread. Once he forced the other, it would be much more painful. And humiliating.

  Michael made short work of the first leg, enjoying the second, his eyes glued to her pussy as he forced her to spread her other leg. She would resist, Michael tugging on the rope until she complied, a groan escaping her lips when he accomplished his goal. He tied off the rope, his eyes staring lustily between her legs, the tiny panties doing little to hide her pussy. Or her arousal, the front of the panties already ringed with her juices. “I love how you get wet without being touched. You were made for this life Keri."

  Her legs were spread too wide, Keri finding it not only painful, but difficult trying to balance on the three inch heels with her legs spread so wide. She felt so humiliated that Michael could see her arousal so easily, but the rope and the spread of her limbs brought back such vivid recollections of Brad ten years ago. But now she was submitting to it voluntarily. And being aroused by it. What was she becoming? Was it really Michael that was making her this way or did she always have these feeling inside her and Michael was only releasing them?