Erotic Novel - Her Sensuous Search by Doc Tesch - Chapter 1
Posted: 11 Jan 2016 17:22
Chapter 1
Mrs. Sue Fletcher was napping on the couch, so she didn't hear the large man enter the house through
the kitchen door. He was feeling her up before she realized her privacy had been invaded. When her
eyes fluttered open, he was leaning over her. He had a big work-callused hand between her legs and
was cupping her crotch. "About time you woke up, Sleeping Beauty," he slurred, leering down at her
with an obscene expression on his beard-stubbled face. His hot breath fairly reeked with whiskey.
"Ohmygod!" Sue gasped.
It was a warm spring day. Housework had made her hot and sweaty so, being alone, she had stripped
down to her sheer nylon panties before lying down to rest. Out of modesty and fear, she attempted to
cover her exposed breasts with her hands. Instinctively trying to protect her virtue, the young bride
clamped shut her long, shapely legs. This only trapped the man's brazen hand between her creamy thighs
and locked it tighter against her scantily clad groin.
"What are you doing here," she yelped, "at this ti-time of the day?" "Feeling your cunt, you sexy little
wench," he said, increasing the pressure until she could feel the tips of his lewdly probing fingers stuffing
the narrow strip of nylon into her crack.
"You're drunk!" she accused, forgetting her tits as she grabbed his muscular forearm and shoved futilely
at it with all her might, which wasn't much because she was recuperating from a miscarriage and was still
rather weak.
"Guess I am a little under the influence," he admitted, keeping at her. "Finished that remodeling job
ahead of schedule. Me and the boys had a few to celebrate. Want some pussy now. Some of your
pussy, Suzy baby. Open them legs and let old Hub pet that pretty little muff."
"No, Hub, don't," she whined, trying to reason with him. He was her
stepfather-in-law. Her husband's mother was dead. She and Doug had
moved in with his stepdad because Doug was attending college on the
G.I. Bill and Sue had had to quit her job due to pregnancy. Hub had agreed to give the room and
board in return for Sue's housekeeping services. "You mustn't treat me this way, Hub!"
He hooked his powerful fingers under the secretion band of her nylon panties and yanked them down to
her knees.
"Hub, no! Please! What's come over you? I'm your daughter-in-law! Your son's wife!"
"My stepson's wife," he corrected, whisking her underpants on down her legs and tugging them off over
her flailing feet. "There's no blood relation between Doug and me. Wouldn't bother me none right now
even if there was. Hot damn, just look at you. Only nineteen and pretty as they come. You're real tender
stuff, Suzy baby. Come on now, be good to me. I ain't had no teen-age twat in years and years."
He flung away her panties, leaving her completely naked. She was still groggy from her nap, sort of
dazed and confused. This sordid happening didn't seem real. Even as he pried her legs apart and started
fondling her privates flesh to flesh, she still couldn't believe that her husband's stepfather would actually
treat her in such a grossly vulgar manner. Oh, she knew he'd been lusting after her, all right, from the way
she'd caught him looking at her when he thought no one noticed, but she'd never dreamed he would ever
really try anything with her. "Hub, you'd better stop it," she warned him icily. "I'll tell Doug." "Think I
give a crap?" he hooted, grinning lewdly as he held her down and probed the end of his thick middle
finger into the moist warmth of her furry slot. "Tell him. If he don't like it, the two of you can move to hell
out."
"Ooooh," she whimpered, as his knobby-knuckled finger embedded itself into her defenseless vagina.
"Hub, you . . . you know we can't move out. We're broke, and we've got all those medical bills to pay!"
She could tell by his lecherous expression that pleading would do no good. Struggling didn't, either. Hub
was a big, rough-cut man, six-foot-two, with the strength of a bull. He was a contractor who'd worked
with his hands all his life. He could toss sacks of cement around like they weighed nothing.
When Sue slapped him in desperation, he slapped her back and then imprisoned both her wrists in one
of his hamlike hands. There was nothing she could do but lie there and let him abuse her. Tears of shame
and humiliation overflowed her eyes as he held her helpless and stroked his knobby finger in and out of
the feminine slit between her legs.
"Oh, please, Hub . . . nooh . . . please don't," she begged, blinking piteously up at him. "Leave me alone,
damn it!"
"You've paraded that cute little ass in front of me once too often, baby. The teasing's over. It's time to
pay up."
"I never teased you!" she wailed, attempting to scoot up and disimpale herself from his
passion-provoking finger. She had to get free of it, because his indecent manipulations were getting to
her against her will.
"Bullshit, you never teased me," he barked. "How about all the times you've sashayed around in them
shortie nightgowns, switching your bottom and rolling them baby-blue eyes my way?"
"I-I . . ." her voice trailed off. She couldn't deny his accusation. Her only defense was a plaintive whine
of, "I just didn't th-think. I never did it to tease you. I didn't, I didn't! Honest, I didn't!" "The devil you
didn't. Maybe you didn't realize how you were affecting me, but I think you did. No matter now. You've
got my tongue hanging out, whether you meant to do it or not, you little cock-teaser, and I mean to cut
me a piece of you, here and now!"
"But Doug!"
"Piss on Doug!"
In addition to finger-fucking her, he leaned over and orally engulfed one of her tender pink nipples. His
lips tightened around the tumescent aureole and he sucked down hard, scrubbing the sensitive nipple
itself with the roughened upper surface of his tongue. The wet heat of his hungrily suctioning mouth sent
an unwanted thrill arching through her. "Ooooh . . . oh, nooh," she pleaded, thrashing about in a
desperate attempt to break free.
It was no use. Her strength didn't compare to his. He overpowered her and held her defenseless as he
went from one erogenous coral cone to the other, pleasuring them with his mouth while his thick finger
jabbed incessantly within her responsively secreting gap.
Sue couldn't help responding. She didn't want to be unfaithful to Doug, but his stepfather was working
her up against her will. He had her panting for breath. He was making her pussy juicy and slick. When
he had her good and hot, he stood up and dropped his pants and shorts. "Take a look at it, Suzy," He
skinned back his huge prick and brandished it at her. "You ever had a prong this size, little girl?" "No,
never," she gasped. She'd been a virgin bride. Her husband's was the only peter she'd had, and Doug's
was puny compared to his stepdad's. Hub's was half again as long and nearly twice as big around. Sue
couldn't take her shocked eyes off it. "You're hung like a . . . like a horse!"
"Yeah, heh, heh, and you want it too, don't you? Crammed right up into that hot little belly of yours."
"Oh, no," she whined, shaking her head. "Oh, Jesus, no!" "Well, that's tough shit, cock-teaser, because
you're gonna get it anyway," he growled, stepping out of his pants and shorts and kicking them across
the floor.
Sue leaped off the couch, thinking that if she could get to her and Doug's bedroom and lock herself
inside, she would be safe. Hub was drunk and horny, half out of his skull, but surely he wouldn't break
down a locked door to get at her, Sue reasoned.
Perhaps he wouldn't have, if she had got to her room, only she didn't make it to there. He caught her by
the wrist and flung her back down onto the couch.
"OhdearGod!" she yelped, springing back up, her eyes wide with terror. She tried to dash past him but
he caught her again. This time instead of flinging her back onto the couch, he wrestled her down onto it.
His lust-twisted visage loomed menacingly above her. She clamped shut her legs but he wedged his
knees between hers and pried them apart. "No! Stop it! Don't, Hub! No, goddamn it, NO!" she wailed,
reaching down between her legs, clapping both hands over her pussy in a desperate attempt to protect it.
Hub's eyes were glassy now. He was snorting like a bull. As if she had no strength at all, he grabbed her
wrists, jerked up her arms and pinned her hands to the couch cushion beside her shoulders. "Turn me
loose!" she whined piteously, thrashing about in a frantic effort to avoid being penetrated by him. "Don't
rape me! Please don't rape me!"
When she felt the feverish glans of his massive organ brushing the insides of her thighs, Sue panicked.
Her heart skipped a beat and then began pounding wildly against her heaving rib cage. The soles of her
bare feet shoved down at the couch. She hurled herself upward, attempting to arch her back and buck
him off her. Again and again she tried, but she couldn't budge him. Whereas Sue was only five foot four,
118 pounds of soft and curvaceous femininity, Hub stood over six feet tall and was 220 pounds of solid
muscle. When Sue fell back winded and weak, all her frenzied struggling had bought her was another
moment of purity.
Adding insult to injury, he laughed at her and told her she was a silly little bitch. Sue burst into tears.
She'd never felt so helpless and humiliated in all her life. In a last-ditch effort to free herself, she
instinctively lunged at his hairy forearm and sank her teeth into it, trying to bite a hunk out of him.
He howled with the pain of it. Her teeth had broken the skin. She could taste his blood. Instead of
deterring him, however, this turned him into even more of an animal. He squeezed her wrists so hard that
Sue feared he might pinch her hands right off her arms. She could feel the gristly head of his rampant
erection poking erratically at her groin, trying to bore its own hole since it couldn't locate the one nature
had put there.
Then the blind eye of his demanding member found its target. She whimpered. Her teeth lost their grip
on his bleeding forearm as she felt the stretching pain of the in-boring knob. He worked about two-thirds
of the huge cockhead into her too small gap and then he hunched her brutally, plunging the rest of his
over-sized phallus into her with one viciously impaling lunge.
"AARGH!" Sue screamed, her mouth flying open and her head falling back.
"IT HURTS! OH, DEAR GOD, DEAR GODDD!!"
"Serves you right!" he hissed, fucking into her hard and fast from the very start. "You brought the blood!
Goddamn you, I'll teach you to bite me like that!"
He powered the pole to her. His hairy buttocks jerked spastically up and down, as if he meant to pound
a hole through the small of her back with the hard peen of his punishing hammer.
"Let up!" she gasped, wincing, cringing, making fists. "Oh, please, please . . . not so hard! You're
ki-killing me!"
There was no mercy in him. A hard prick has no conscience, and besides, he wanted to hurt her to pay
her back for biting him. He was drunk and horny enough not to give a damn about the consequences of
forcing his lustful attentions on his pretty young stepdaughter-in-law. She had a tight, hot little cunt on
her. Now that he was into her, he wouldn't be coming out until he'd emptied that big rusty load from his
aching balls into the very depths of her heaving belly.
Sue's head snapped from side to side. She bit her lip. Her fingernails dug into her palms as she made
tight fists against the pain and indignity of this vulgar sexual assault upon her innocent body. How could
he abuse her this way? Her own husband's stepfather! If he didn't kill her with his penis, she was sure
she would die from the shame of it.
And then, much to Sue's dismay, the terrible pain of being penetrated by so formidable a weapon ebbed
swiftly away. He was still hurting her, only now it was starting to hurt good!
"Oh, nooh," she wailed, trying to deny the bursts of pleasure that his incessantly stabbing rod sent
rippling up her spine.
It was no use. The unwanted pleasure was every bit as real as the pain it was crowding out of her
violated loins, and it was mushrooming rapidly. Instead of cringing, as it had at first, her well-rounded
bottom began squirming sensually now. She tried to lie still - telling herself she was being raped and there
was nothing she could do about it - but lying still soon became a physical impossibility. Her Judas loins
began undulating.
"Getting good to you, is it?" he slurred.
Sue gritted her teeth. She squinted shut her eyes and shook her head no. But it was getting good to her.
Not only was he taking her against her will, he was making her like it, too! Sue didn't dare let him know
it. Admitting it to herself was bad enough, for this betrayal by her body made her feel so cheap and dirty
that she wished she could die. He guffawed and kept right on riding her like a stallion stud-servicing an
unwilling broodmare. Her facial expression changed and, a moment later, her eyelids blinked open
reluctantly. She gazed up at him through eyes that were turning as glassy as his.
"You know you've got a cock in you . . . don't you, Suzy baby?"
She nodded dumbly. The room seemed to be revolving luridly around her. It was difficult for her to
breathe. Her desire was taking her over, wresting control of her feverish body away from her numbed
mind. The muscles in her legs were twitching. She wanted to scream. Her hips were lifting toward him
and she couldn't stop them.
"Your twat's getting nice and juicy now," he said. "That's it, throw it up to me. Go on. Oh, yeah, yeah!
Tell me you don't like it now!" "You bastard," she hissed, as she gave in to the overwhelming urge and
started humping it up to him. "You dirty, no-good heel!" "Getting to you, am I? Yeah, I can tell I am, so
you might as well admit it. Come on, admit it. You don't have to say anything, just grunt like the sexy pig
you are.
"Don't talk to me that way," she sobbed, shedding bitter tears of shame and guilt even as she coiled her
legs around his and started working with him. "I can't help myself! I can't, I can't! Oh, Lord Jesus,
wha-what are you doing to me?!"
"Fucking you, he chortled. "And you like it, too!"
"Yes, yes," she panted, forcing her feet in under his shins so she could use his legs for leverage. "God
help me, because I do like it! Ooooh . . . rape me . . . rape me harder!"
Sue was responding to Hub as she'd never responded to her own loving husband. Partly this was due to
the wicked charge she was now experiencing over being taken forcibly, but mostly it was due to the way
Hub was ravishing her. Doug had always been gentle with her because he respected and loved her.
When Doug made love to her, he did so sweetly and tenderly. This was an entirely different brand of sex
from what Sue was used to with her husband. Hub was a brute. He was treating her like a slut, ramming
that huge dong of his roughly in and out of her with callous disregard for her as a person. Whereas Doug
always tried to please her and invariably failed, his drunken stepfather was only out to please himself
and, ironically, he was turning her on like crazy. His coarse masculinity struck the dormant cord of her
submissive female nature. It was as if he'd awakened a hidden part of her personality that she'd never
known existed until this moment. "Oh, God," she moaned, matching him stroke for stroke. "I love it . . .
your big fat dick! Ohhh! Mmmm! Oh, do it, daddy . . . fuck me good!" She nuzzled her face into the
sweaty crook of his neck, her lips going, Smack, smack, smack! as she kissed his neck passionately.
When he released her wrists, instead of trying to hit him or scratch him as she would've only brief
moments earlier, she flung her arms around his hairy torso and hugged him to her as if she thought he
was the dearest thing in all the world.
"I had your number all along, didn't I, you little tramp?" he rasped, banging away at her.
Sue tried to tell him that he had her all wrong, that she'd been a virgin bride and had remained faithful to
Doug until this very afternoon, but he wouldn't believe her. He called her a lying little whore and accused
her of all sorts of marital indiscretions. She gave up tying to convince him otherwise. Let him think what
he wanted, was her passion-fogged reasoning, because his massive organ felt wonderful plowing into her
and that was all she really cared about at the moment. "Ohh, ohh, ohh," Sue chanted, as the rutting slam
continued.
The springs in the couch were squeaking and popping.
"Shake it, Suzy baby! Shake that hot ass!"
His vulgar remarks egged her on. This was raw and primitive sex. They were going at it like a couple of
wild animals, their perspiration-sheened abdomens clapping together wetly in mid-air. Sue had never
been so hot in all her life. If Doug had walked in the door right then, she couldn't have stopped.
"You're a hunk of fuckstuff," Hub hissed. "And that's all you are! Just a cheating, cock-crazy tart!"
"Fuck me, you studhorse bastard," she pleaded, hunching up to him, raking his buttocks with her
fingernails. "Just shut up and . . . ooouuuu . . . fuck me! Harder! Faster! Oh, Lord, it's good . . . soo
good! Stuff it up me! Oh, you brute . . . darling man . . . go, go . . . ram me . . . rip me . . . call me dirty
names if you must . . . only don't stop screwing me! Oh, daddy, daddy . . . hump it tooo me!" He had
her juices flowing, and his thick prick had her hairy hole plugged up too tight for her slippery secretions
to dribble out. They built up inside her until they could be heard sloshing around in her vagina. Her
steaming pussy started making lascivious squishing and sucking noises around his driving dong. They
were both sweating and panting. His big hairy testicles whacked her in the rump repeatedly, making
lewd splats as they slapped rapid-fire into her asscrack. Sue thought she might lose her mind and didn't
much give a hoot if she did. She'd never had such a long, rough hosing as this, not to mention the larger
size of the hose being socked up her. Doug would've already gone off by now, leaving her hanging as he
always did, but Hub was still going strong. Sue could feel an orgasm building within her. She'd read what
it was like but had never had one herself, so she wanted it desperately. Even if it was only half as good
as it felt like it might be, it would be marvelous! She had to have it, just this once, because she feared she
might never get this close to one again. "Hurry, hurry," she cried, bucking her greedy cunt up to him as
she tugged at his butt to help him screw into her all the harder and faster. He couldn't go deeper; the
head of his pistoning prong was already banging against the neck of her uterus, making that pear-shaped
organ of femininity bob up and down like a cork on a wind-swept lake. "I think I'm . . . going to come!
God, I want to . . . how I want to!
Push me! Push me over! Oh, God . . . yes . . . YES!"
Hub was close, too. His balls had already drawn up against his body. They were quivering with the
need to release their burdensome load. He poured on the coals. Sue stayed right with him. Nothing
could hold her back now. This was the most exciting moment of her life. She was going to make it this
time. For another frantic few seconds, they screwed like mad with the springs of the couch squawking
raspingly beneath their wildly bucking bodies.
Then Sue lost the cadence. Her body went rigid and bowed upward. Hub drove her lovely rump back
down onto the couch and kept cramming the meat to her. She whimpered mournfully and began shaking
all over. This was just the beginning of her climax, the preorgasmic tightenings that pulled deliciously at
her blood-congested loins.
"WWWHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" she screamed, throwing back her head and digging her
fingernails into his muscular asscheeks when the full force of her first-ever orgasm washed over her like a
surging tidal wave of a tropical sea.
She had jerked him into her right up to his tight nuts, and he had no desire to back away. Her snug
sheath clamped down around his fully inserted prick, squeezing it like a velvety vise.
"Jesus," he rasped, letting the pleasure of it bathe over him, for her little blond box was not only tight and
steaming hot; now that she was coming it had turned into one of those rarest and most sought-after cunts
- a snapping pussy! The involuntary contractions of her sex muscles caused her silky vagina to clutch
spasmodically at his dong. It was as if she were milking the sperm up from his quivering balls.
"UUNNN," he groaned, and then, gruntingly, "UNG, UNG, UNG!" With every jangling nerve in her
keyed-up body Sue could feel the twitching of his dick and the big sticky hot jets of ejaculate he was
spurting up into her belly. It was gushing out of him under terrific pressure, actually splatting against the
tender mouth of her womb. Lost in the carnal rapture of the orgasmic moment, Sue dimly recalled
without really caring that the doctor hadn't put her on the Pill yet. "YOU'RE COMING TOO!" she
bleated. "I CAN FEEL YOU! OOOHHH! OH, GAWD, GGAAWWDD . . . COME, DADDY,
COMMME . . . SHOOT IT OUT . . . DEEP AND HOT AND . . . SWE-SWEEETTT!!!"
He emptied his balls in her, both of them shuddering ecstatically, with Sue sobbing brokenly while he
grunted groaningly in the age-old fashion of the male planting his seed.
The coming was fantastic but all too brief. Afterward Sue felt dirty and degraded. As the heat of her
insane passion ebbed away, she slipped into a state of mild shock that befuddled her mind and turned
her body numb.
"Let me up," she said dully.
"It hasn't gone soft yet," he said. "Let me catch my breath . . . and we'll have another go at it."
"Let me up," she repeated tonelessly.
"Why? What's the rush?"
"I'm afraid you might've knocked me up. You didn't wear a rubber."
"Oh, my God," he groaned. "I thought you were on the Pill!" "The doctor said he would prescribe it, but
he hasn't yet. I go for an examination tomorrow. He said he'd tell me then if it was all right for Doug and
me to start having marital relations again." "You mean . . . this is the first time . . . since you got out of the
hospital?"
Sue nodded like a robot.
"Why didn't you TELL ME?" he yelled.
"Would it have made any difference if I had? Would you have believed 'A lying little whore?' I believe
that's what you called me, isn't it, when I tried to tell you you were ruining a decent wife?" "You mean . .
. I really am the only other man besides Doug? Oh, good Christ, what have I done?!"
"You've raped me, that's what you've done. Now kindly pull your filthy dick out of me and let me up so
I can go take a douche." Hub couldn't back his wilting penis out of her fast enough. He seemed
considerably more sober now, and was getting nervous as he realized the full extent of his criminal act.
"Wait a minute now," he said as he helped Sue up. "I'll admit I manhandled you a little bit, maybe more
than I should have, but you got half the fun and all the gravy, honey, so get off that rape shit, huh?"
"You . . . raped . . . me. Raped me. RAPED ME!"
"All right," he, gulped, sweating blood. "I guess maybe I did, sort of, but I didn't mean it that way, damn
it! I'm sorry. Do you hear me? I'm sorry!"
"Not half as sorry as you're going to be, you uncouth sonofabitch," she mumbled, picking up her clothes.
"Huh? What did you say? Hey, listen, you're not really going to tell Doug about this, are you?"
"You're goddamned right I'm going to tell him!" she hissed, dashing for the bathroom
Mrs. Sue Fletcher was napping on the couch, so she didn't hear the large man enter the house through
the kitchen door. He was feeling her up before she realized her privacy had been invaded. When her
eyes fluttered open, he was leaning over her. He had a big work-callused hand between her legs and
was cupping her crotch. "About time you woke up, Sleeping Beauty," he slurred, leering down at her
with an obscene expression on his beard-stubbled face. His hot breath fairly reeked with whiskey.
"Ohmygod!" Sue gasped.
It was a warm spring day. Housework had made her hot and sweaty so, being alone, she had stripped
down to her sheer nylon panties before lying down to rest. Out of modesty and fear, she attempted to
cover her exposed breasts with her hands. Instinctively trying to protect her virtue, the young bride
clamped shut her long, shapely legs. This only trapped the man's brazen hand between her creamy thighs
and locked it tighter against her scantily clad groin.
"What are you doing here," she yelped, "at this ti-time of the day?" "Feeling your cunt, you sexy little
wench," he said, increasing the pressure until she could feel the tips of his lewdly probing fingers stuffing
the narrow strip of nylon into her crack.
"You're drunk!" she accused, forgetting her tits as she grabbed his muscular forearm and shoved futilely
at it with all her might, which wasn't much because she was recuperating from a miscarriage and was still
rather weak.
"Guess I am a little under the influence," he admitted, keeping at her. "Finished that remodeling job
ahead of schedule. Me and the boys had a few to celebrate. Want some pussy now. Some of your
pussy, Suzy baby. Open them legs and let old Hub pet that pretty little muff."
"No, Hub, don't," she whined, trying to reason with him. He was her
stepfather-in-law. Her husband's mother was dead. She and Doug had
moved in with his stepdad because Doug was attending college on the
G.I. Bill and Sue had had to quit her job due to pregnancy. Hub had agreed to give the room and
board in return for Sue's housekeeping services. "You mustn't treat me this way, Hub!"
He hooked his powerful fingers under the secretion band of her nylon panties and yanked them down to
her knees.
"Hub, no! Please! What's come over you? I'm your daughter-in-law! Your son's wife!"
"My stepson's wife," he corrected, whisking her underpants on down her legs and tugging them off over
her flailing feet. "There's no blood relation between Doug and me. Wouldn't bother me none right now
even if there was. Hot damn, just look at you. Only nineteen and pretty as they come. You're real tender
stuff, Suzy baby. Come on now, be good to me. I ain't had no teen-age twat in years and years."
He flung away her panties, leaving her completely naked. She was still groggy from her nap, sort of
dazed and confused. This sordid happening didn't seem real. Even as he pried her legs apart and started
fondling her privates flesh to flesh, she still couldn't believe that her husband's stepfather would actually
treat her in such a grossly vulgar manner. Oh, she knew he'd been lusting after her, all right, from the way
she'd caught him looking at her when he thought no one noticed, but she'd never dreamed he would ever
really try anything with her. "Hub, you'd better stop it," she warned him icily. "I'll tell Doug." "Think I
give a crap?" he hooted, grinning lewdly as he held her down and probed the end of his thick middle
finger into the moist warmth of her furry slot. "Tell him. If he don't like it, the two of you can move to hell
out."
"Ooooh," she whimpered, as his knobby-knuckled finger embedded itself into her defenseless vagina.
"Hub, you . . . you know we can't move out. We're broke, and we've got all those medical bills to pay!"
She could tell by his lecherous expression that pleading would do no good. Struggling didn't, either. Hub
was a big, rough-cut man, six-foot-two, with the strength of a bull. He was a contractor who'd worked
with his hands all his life. He could toss sacks of cement around like they weighed nothing.
When Sue slapped him in desperation, he slapped her back and then imprisoned both her wrists in one
of his hamlike hands. There was nothing she could do but lie there and let him abuse her. Tears of shame
and humiliation overflowed her eyes as he held her helpless and stroked his knobby finger in and out of
the feminine slit between her legs.
"Oh, please, Hub . . . nooh . . . please don't," she begged, blinking piteously up at him. "Leave me alone,
damn it!"
"You've paraded that cute little ass in front of me once too often, baby. The teasing's over. It's time to
pay up."
"I never teased you!" she wailed, attempting to scoot up and disimpale herself from his
passion-provoking finger. She had to get free of it, because his indecent manipulations were getting to
her against her will.
"Bullshit, you never teased me," he barked. "How about all the times you've sashayed around in them
shortie nightgowns, switching your bottom and rolling them baby-blue eyes my way?"
"I-I . . ." her voice trailed off. She couldn't deny his accusation. Her only defense was a plaintive whine
of, "I just didn't th-think. I never did it to tease you. I didn't, I didn't! Honest, I didn't!" "The devil you
didn't. Maybe you didn't realize how you were affecting me, but I think you did. No matter now. You've
got my tongue hanging out, whether you meant to do it or not, you little cock-teaser, and I mean to cut
me a piece of you, here and now!"
"But Doug!"
"Piss on Doug!"
In addition to finger-fucking her, he leaned over and orally engulfed one of her tender pink nipples. His
lips tightened around the tumescent aureole and he sucked down hard, scrubbing the sensitive nipple
itself with the roughened upper surface of his tongue. The wet heat of his hungrily suctioning mouth sent
an unwanted thrill arching through her. "Ooooh . . . oh, nooh," she pleaded, thrashing about in a
desperate attempt to break free.
It was no use. Her strength didn't compare to his. He overpowered her and held her defenseless as he
went from one erogenous coral cone to the other, pleasuring them with his mouth while his thick finger
jabbed incessantly within her responsively secreting gap.
Sue couldn't help responding. She didn't want to be unfaithful to Doug, but his stepfather was working
her up against her will. He had her panting for breath. He was making her pussy juicy and slick. When
he had her good and hot, he stood up and dropped his pants and shorts. "Take a look at it, Suzy," He
skinned back his huge prick and brandished it at her. "You ever had a prong this size, little girl?" "No,
never," she gasped. She'd been a virgin bride. Her husband's was the only peter she'd had, and Doug's
was puny compared to his stepdad's. Hub's was half again as long and nearly twice as big around. Sue
couldn't take her shocked eyes off it. "You're hung like a . . . like a horse!"
"Yeah, heh, heh, and you want it too, don't you? Crammed right up into that hot little belly of yours."
"Oh, no," she whined, shaking her head. "Oh, Jesus, no!" "Well, that's tough shit, cock-teaser, because
you're gonna get it anyway," he growled, stepping out of his pants and shorts and kicking them across
the floor.
Sue leaped off the couch, thinking that if she could get to her and Doug's bedroom and lock herself
inside, she would be safe. Hub was drunk and horny, half out of his skull, but surely he wouldn't break
down a locked door to get at her, Sue reasoned.
Perhaps he wouldn't have, if she had got to her room, only she didn't make it to there. He caught her by
the wrist and flung her back down onto the couch.
"OhdearGod!" she yelped, springing back up, her eyes wide with terror. She tried to dash past him but
he caught her again. This time instead of flinging her back onto the couch, he wrestled her down onto it.
His lust-twisted visage loomed menacingly above her. She clamped shut her legs but he wedged his
knees between hers and pried them apart. "No! Stop it! Don't, Hub! No, goddamn it, NO!" she wailed,
reaching down between her legs, clapping both hands over her pussy in a desperate attempt to protect it.
Hub's eyes were glassy now. He was snorting like a bull. As if she had no strength at all, he grabbed her
wrists, jerked up her arms and pinned her hands to the couch cushion beside her shoulders. "Turn me
loose!" she whined piteously, thrashing about in a frantic effort to avoid being penetrated by him. "Don't
rape me! Please don't rape me!"
When she felt the feverish glans of his massive organ brushing the insides of her thighs, Sue panicked.
Her heart skipped a beat and then began pounding wildly against her heaving rib cage. The soles of her
bare feet shoved down at the couch. She hurled herself upward, attempting to arch her back and buck
him off her. Again and again she tried, but she couldn't budge him. Whereas Sue was only five foot four,
118 pounds of soft and curvaceous femininity, Hub stood over six feet tall and was 220 pounds of solid
muscle. When Sue fell back winded and weak, all her frenzied struggling had bought her was another
moment of purity.
Adding insult to injury, he laughed at her and told her she was a silly little bitch. Sue burst into tears.
She'd never felt so helpless and humiliated in all her life. In a last-ditch effort to free herself, she
instinctively lunged at his hairy forearm and sank her teeth into it, trying to bite a hunk out of him.
He howled with the pain of it. Her teeth had broken the skin. She could taste his blood. Instead of
deterring him, however, this turned him into even more of an animal. He squeezed her wrists so hard that
Sue feared he might pinch her hands right off her arms. She could feel the gristly head of his rampant
erection poking erratically at her groin, trying to bore its own hole since it couldn't locate the one nature
had put there.
Then the blind eye of his demanding member found its target. She whimpered. Her teeth lost their grip
on his bleeding forearm as she felt the stretching pain of the in-boring knob. He worked about two-thirds
of the huge cockhead into her too small gap and then he hunched her brutally, plunging the rest of his
over-sized phallus into her with one viciously impaling lunge.
"AARGH!" Sue screamed, her mouth flying open and her head falling back.
"IT HURTS! OH, DEAR GOD, DEAR GODDD!!"
"Serves you right!" he hissed, fucking into her hard and fast from the very start. "You brought the blood!
Goddamn you, I'll teach you to bite me like that!"
He powered the pole to her. His hairy buttocks jerked spastically up and down, as if he meant to pound
a hole through the small of her back with the hard peen of his punishing hammer.
"Let up!" she gasped, wincing, cringing, making fists. "Oh, please, please . . . not so hard! You're
ki-killing me!"
There was no mercy in him. A hard prick has no conscience, and besides, he wanted to hurt her to pay
her back for biting him. He was drunk and horny enough not to give a damn about the consequences of
forcing his lustful attentions on his pretty young stepdaughter-in-law. She had a tight, hot little cunt on
her. Now that he was into her, he wouldn't be coming out until he'd emptied that big rusty load from his
aching balls into the very depths of her heaving belly.
Sue's head snapped from side to side. She bit her lip. Her fingernails dug into her palms as she made
tight fists against the pain and indignity of this vulgar sexual assault upon her innocent body. How could
he abuse her this way? Her own husband's stepfather! If he didn't kill her with his penis, she was sure
she would die from the shame of it.
And then, much to Sue's dismay, the terrible pain of being penetrated by so formidable a weapon ebbed
swiftly away. He was still hurting her, only now it was starting to hurt good!
"Oh, nooh," she wailed, trying to deny the bursts of pleasure that his incessantly stabbing rod sent
rippling up her spine.
It was no use. The unwanted pleasure was every bit as real as the pain it was crowding out of her
violated loins, and it was mushrooming rapidly. Instead of cringing, as it had at first, her well-rounded
bottom began squirming sensually now. She tried to lie still - telling herself she was being raped and there
was nothing she could do about it - but lying still soon became a physical impossibility. Her Judas loins
began undulating.
"Getting good to you, is it?" he slurred.
Sue gritted her teeth. She squinted shut her eyes and shook her head no. But it was getting good to her.
Not only was he taking her against her will, he was making her like it, too! Sue didn't dare let him know
it. Admitting it to herself was bad enough, for this betrayal by her body made her feel so cheap and dirty
that she wished she could die. He guffawed and kept right on riding her like a stallion stud-servicing an
unwilling broodmare. Her facial expression changed and, a moment later, her eyelids blinked open
reluctantly. She gazed up at him through eyes that were turning as glassy as his.
"You know you've got a cock in you . . . don't you, Suzy baby?"
She nodded dumbly. The room seemed to be revolving luridly around her. It was difficult for her to
breathe. Her desire was taking her over, wresting control of her feverish body away from her numbed
mind. The muscles in her legs were twitching. She wanted to scream. Her hips were lifting toward him
and she couldn't stop them.
"Your twat's getting nice and juicy now," he said. "That's it, throw it up to me. Go on. Oh, yeah, yeah!
Tell me you don't like it now!" "You bastard," she hissed, as she gave in to the overwhelming urge and
started humping it up to him. "You dirty, no-good heel!" "Getting to you, am I? Yeah, I can tell I am, so
you might as well admit it. Come on, admit it. You don't have to say anything, just grunt like the sexy pig
you are.
"Don't talk to me that way," she sobbed, shedding bitter tears of shame and guilt even as she coiled her
legs around his and started working with him. "I can't help myself! I can't, I can't! Oh, Lord Jesus,
wha-what are you doing to me?!"
"Fucking you, he chortled. "And you like it, too!"
"Yes, yes," she panted, forcing her feet in under his shins so she could use his legs for leverage. "God
help me, because I do like it! Ooooh . . . rape me . . . rape me harder!"
Sue was responding to Hub as she'd never responded to her own loving husband. Partly this was due to
the wicked charge she was now experiencing over being taken forcibly, but mostly it was due to the way
Hub was ravishing her. Doug had always been gentle with her because he respected and loved her.
When Doug made love to her, he did so sweetly and tenderly. This was an entirely different brand of sex
from what Sue was used to with her husband. Hub was a brute. He was treating her like a slut, ramming
that huge dong of his roughly in and out of her with callous disregard for her as a person. Whereas Doug
always tried to please her and invariably failed, his drunken stepfather was only out to please himself
and, ironically, he was turning her on like crazy. His coarse masculinity struck the dormant cord of her
submissive female nature. It was as if he'd awakened a hidden part of her personality that she'd never
known existed until this moment. "Oh, God," she moaned, matching him stroke for stroke. "I love it . . .
your big fat dick! Ohhh! Mmmm! Oh, do it, daddy . . . fuck me good!" She nuzzled her face into the
sweaty crook of his neck, her lips going, Smack, smack, smack! as she kissed his neck passionately.
When he released her wrists, instead of trying to hit him or scratch him as she would've only brief
moments earlier, she flung her arms around his hairy torso and hugged him to her as if she thought he
was the dearest thing in all the world.
"I had your number all along, didn't I, you little tramp?" he rasped, banging away at her.
Sue tried to tell him that he had her all wrong, that she'd been a virgin bride and had remained faithful to
Doug until this very afternoon, but he wouldn't believe her. He called her a lying little whore and accused
her of all sorts of marital indiscretions. She gave up tying to convince him otherwise. Let him think what
he wanted, was her passion-fogged reasoning, because his massive organ felt wonderful plowing into her
and that was all she really cared about at the moment. "Ohh, ohh, ohh," Sue chanted, as the rutting slam
continued.
The springs in the couch were squeaking and popping.
"Shake it, Suzy baby! Shake that hot ass!"
His vulgar remarks egged her on. This was raw and primitive sex. They were going at it like a couple of
wild animals, their perspiration-sheened abdomens clapping together wetly in mid-air. Sue had never
been so hot in all her life. If Doug had walked in the door right then, she couldn't have stopped.
"You're a hunk of fuckstuff," Hub hissed. "And that's all you are! Just a cheating, cock-crazy tart!"
"Fuck me, you studhorse bastard," she pleaded, hunching up to him, raking his buttocks with her
fingernails. "Just shut up and . . . ooouuuu . . . fuck me! Harder! Faster! Oh, Lord, it's good . . . soo
good! Stuff it up me! Oh, you brute . . . darling man . . . go, go . . . ram me . . . rip me . . . call me dirty
names if you must . . . only don't stop screwing me! Oh, daddy, daddy . . . hump it tooo me!" He had
her juices flowing, and his thick prick had her hairy hole plugged up too tight for her slippery secretions
to dribble out. They built up inside her until they could be heard sloshing around in her vagina. Her
steaming pussy started making lascivious squishing and sucking noises around his driving dong. They
were both sweating and panting. His big hairy testicles whacked her in the rump repeatedly, making
lewd splats as they slapped rapid-fire into her asscrack. Sue thought she might lose her mind and didn't
much give a hoot if she did. She'd never had such a long, rough hosing as this, not to mention the larger
size of the hose being socked up her. Doug would've already gone off by now, leaving her hanging as he
always did, but Hub was still going strong. Sue could feel an orgasm building within her. She'd read what
it was like but had never had one herself, so she wanted it desperately. Even if it was only half as good
as it felt like it might be, it would be marvelous! She had to have it, just this once, because she feared she
might never get this close to one again. "Hurry, hurry," she cried, bucking her greedy cunt up to him as
she tugged at his butt to help him screw into her all the harder and faster. He couldn't go deeper; the
head of his pistoning prong was already banging against the neck of her uterus, making that pear-shaped
organ of femininity bob up and down like a cork on a wind-swept lake. "I think I'm . . . going to come!
God, I want to . . . how I want to!
Push me! Push me over! Oh, God . . . yes . . . YES!"
Hub was close, too. His balls had already drawn up against his body. They were quivering with the
need to release their burdensome load. He poured on the coals. Sue stayed right with him. Nothing
could hold her back now. This was the most exciting moment of her life. She was going to make it this
time. For another frantic few seconds, they screwed like mad with the springs of the couch squawking
raspingly beneath their wildly bucking bodies.
Then Sue lost the cadence. Her body went rigid and bowed upward. Hub drove her lovely rump back
down onto the couch and kept cramming the meat to her. She whimpered mournfully and began shaking
all over. This was just the beginning of her climax, the preorgasmic tightenings that pulled deliciously at
her blood-congested loins.
"WWWHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" she screamed, throwing back her head and digging her
fingernails into his muscular asscheeks when the full force of her first-ever orgasm washed over her like a
surging tidal wave of a tropical sea.
She had jerked him into her right up to his tight nuts, and he had no desire to back away. Her snug
sheath clamped down around his fully inserted prick, squeezing it like a velvety vise.
"Jesus," he rasped, letting the pleasure of it bathe over him, for her little blond box was not only tight and
steaming hot; now that she was coming it had turned into one of those rarest and most sought-after cunts
- a snapping pussy! The involuntary contractions of her sex muscles caused her silky vagina to clutch
spasmodically at his dong. It was as if she were milking the sperm up from his quivering balls.
"UUNNN," he groaned, and then, gruntingly, "UNG, UNG, UNG!" With every jangling nerve in her
keyed-up body Sue could feel the twitching of his dick and the big sticky hot jets of ejaculate he was
spurting up into her belly. It was gushing out of him under terrific pressure, actually splatting against the
tender mouth of her womb. Lost in the carnal rapture of the orgasmic moment, Sue dimly recalled
without really caring that the doctor hadn't put her on the Pill yet. "YOU'RE COMING TOO!" she
bleated. "I CAN FEEL YOU! OOOHHH! OH, GAWD, GGAAWWDD . . . COME, DADDY,
COMMME . . . SHOOT IT OUT . . . DEEP AND HOT AND . . . SWE-SWEEETTT!!!"
He emptied his balls in her, both of them shuddering ecstatically, with Sue sobbing brokenly while he
grunted groaningly in the age-old fashion of the male planting his seed.
The coming was fantastic but all too brief. Afterward Sue felt dirty and degraded. As the heat of her
insane passion ebbed away, she slipped into a state of mild shock that befuddled her mind and turned
her body numb.
"Let me up," she said dully.
"It hasn't gone soft yet," he said. "Let me catch my breath . . . and we'll have another go at it."
"Let me up," she repeated tonelessly.
"Why? What's the rush?"
"I'm afraid you might've knocked me up. You didn't wear a rubber."
"Oh, my God," he groaned. "I thought you were on the Pill!" "The doctor said he would prescribe it, but
he hasn't yet. I go for an examination tomorrow. He said he'd tell me then if it was all right for Doug and
me to start having marital relations again." "You mean . . . this is the first time . . . since you got out of the
hospital?"
Sue nodded like a robot.
"Why didn't you TELL ME?" he yelled.
"Would it have made any difference if I had? Would you have believed 'A lying little whore?' I believe
that's what you called me, isn't it, when I tried to tell you you were ruining a decent wife?" "You mean . .
. I really am the only other man besides Doug? Oh, good Christ, what have I done?!"
"You've raped me, that's what you've done. Now kindly pull your filthy dick out of me and let me up so
I can go take a douche." Hub couldn't back his wilting penis out of her fast enough. He seemed
considerably more sober now, and was getting nervous as he realized the full extent of his criminal act.
"Wait a minute now," he said as he helped Sue up. "I'll admit I manhandled you a little bit, maybe more
than I should have, but you got half the fun and all the gravy, honey, so get off that rape shit, huh?"
"You . . . raped . . . me. Raped me. RAPED ME!"
"All right," he, gulped, sweating blood. "I guess maybe I did, sort of, but I didn't mean it that way, damn
it! I'm sorry. Do you hear me? I'm sorry!"
"Not half as sorry as you're going to be, you uncouth sonofabitch," she mumbled, picking up her clothes.
"Huh? What did you say? Hey, listen, you're not really going to tell Doug about this, are you?"
"You're goddamned right I'm going to tell him!" she hissed, dashing for the bathroom