Consequences Ch. 01

"Oh God. Oh God," she panted. "Fuck me."

"You want it harder bitch?" He growled, slamming his cock into her hard enough to shove her ass down into the cushion.

"Oh God yes," she cried out. "Yes. Fuck me harder."

Giving into her pleas now, Sid pounded himself into her, ramming his cock at her, slamming his pelvis into hers. Her orgasm exploded inside her, lighting all of her nerves on fire. Her face contorted, her mouth dropping open as her head rolled back on the armrest. Her body arched upward, her muscles tensing tightly. The arms already around him helped her cram her body into his. Her tits became smashed against his chest. Her pussy ground into him.

"Ohhh God yesss," she moaned loudly. "Fuck meee."

Holding their bodies clenched tightly together she rode out the crashing orgasm. Her hips humped at his in short, hard thrust. Continual moans of pleasure poured from her and a couple tears slowly slid from her eyes.

When the orgasm subsided her arms fell away and she fell back onto the couch, her body drenched with sweat. Sid quickly started to stroke himself in and out of her again. She whimpered with each forward thrust of his cock. The extended sessions with the two men had worn her out, made her tired and her pussy sore. Never before had she been fucked for such an extended period and, while it was still feeling good, it was also staring to hurt.

Suddenly he stopped fucking her and stood up.

"Come here, bitch," he commanded. "I want you from behind. Bend over the couch."

Weakly she pulled herself up and moved to lean over the couch back, her knees on the cushions, her legs spread. Sid wasted no time in stepping up behind her and entering her. She whimpered with his rough intrusion.

His own hunger was growling now. His hurried entrance immediately turned into rapid fucking. His cock pistoned in and out of her pussy hard. Although the pounding made her sorer she felt her juices continuing to coat him. Hanging on tightly to the couch back her body rocked with him, pushing back at him as her whimpers grew louder with each forceful insertion. Her tits hung down, swaying with the motion, their swollen nipples being brushed by the air flowing over them.

"Oh yea. fucking beautiful," Sid moaned after a couple of minutes

He grabbed her hips tightly and started to jackrabbit his cock into her, fucking her with short, powerful drives. Even as her ass slammed back to meet each of his forceful thrust, sharp cries of pain passed her lips. A moment later his body stiffened with his cock crammed inside her as far as possible.

"Ohhh yea," he moaned, his semen spraying into her pussy.

For the next couple of moments he simply stood there, his arms hanging loosely at his sides. When his cock grew limp and slid from her she fell sideways, collapsing onto the couch into a ball with her ass sticking out. Laying there, she felt her pussy throb with the poundings it had received, felt it ache with soreness. But she also felt the beginning embers of yet another orgasm deep inside of her loins, one that she would have happily forgotten and let fade. The last minutes of the brutal fucking she had received from Sid were too much. She did not want another cock in her pussy. Hiding her face in the corner of the couch she cried softly.

"What the hell, whore?" Dan growled. "You ain't done yet."

She felt a hand on her upturned ass and she slowly turned to look over her shoulder. Dan stood above her, his hard cock in one hand. Seeing it she whimpered with a mixture of desire and fear. Part of her yearned for it to be slid into her still wet pussy, but the other half wanted nothing to do with it.

"P- Please," she whispered up at him. "It hurts."

"Sorry to hear that, slut," he chuckled. "But you still got one hard cock to go."

He grabbed her waist and lifted her into a kneeling position, her face being buried in the couch cushions. Pushing her legs apart he rubbed at her sore pussy then stuck two fingers in her.

"Ohhh," she whimpered. "No, please."

Surprisingly his fingers worked gently in and out of her, pumping at the mixture of juices present. The flames of her orgasm were fanned by his gentleness, yet it still hurt and she whimpered with indecision.

"But hey, if your pussy's really too sore, we can always use an alternate hole," he told her.

With that her ass cheek was pulled aside and a finger slid from her pussy to her sphincter where it applied pressure. The juices coating his finger allowed it to slip easily past the opening.

"Ohhh," she moaned as it penetrated her.

For a few moments he pumped his finger in and out of her ass. Then the second finger left her pussy and joined its companion. As the two digits steadily loosened her anus she felt the orgasm inside her being pulled forward. Reflexively she shifted her position slightly, moving to spread her legs open a little further and making it so her body could push back at the fingers.

"Ohhh," her new position put her face down into the corner of the couch seat, muffling her whimper.

"You like that, don't you slut?" Dan chuckled.

She felt him climb behind her, felt his legs rub against hers. When his cock first brushed against her pussy she whimpered and jumped a little, her sore and swollen lips hurting with the contact. But his fingers, buried in her ass and making small circles, were making her hungry and she pushed back against him. As the tip of his cock entered her she whimpered into the cushion. She wanted it to fill her, but dreaded any pumping motions. Dan seemed to understand and he slid himself into her very slowly until his entire length was in her while his fingers continued working her anus.

"Ohhh," she squirmed. "Oh God."

He held himself still for a moment, not moving, just holding his cock buried completely inside of her. The amount of juices involved allowed for some level of comfort. But then he started pulling out and the friction, however lubricated, made her whimper some more. As his cock withdrew from her sex his fingers were removed from her ass. A second later she felt the tip of his cock press against her waiting sphincter. The coated penis and her pre-stretched anus easily allowed him to penetrate her, steadily stuffing his entire length in her rectum.

"Ughhh-ohhh," she moaned at the feel of it.

For a brief moment he held it like this, his cock fully implanted, his balls rubbing her flesh, his hips making small rotations. Then he slowly withdrew part of his cock before sliding it back in. As his hands gripped her hips and his thumbs spread her ass cheeks to give him a better view of his cock fucking her ass he began to steadily pump himself in and out. After a few of these rhythmic strokes she started to respond. The sensation of his cock fucking her ass made her orgasm crawl toward the edge and her body rocked to pump her ass back, meeting his forward thrusts. With her face buried in the couch she fucked herself back at him.

"Oh God yes. Oh God yes," she mewed into the cushion. "Oh, oh, oh. Yesss. Oh God yes."

As the rhythm of his fucking increased, so did the intensity of the fire fueling her orgasm. Each pump of his cock into her ass sent fans swirling over the glowing heat, pushing it nearer and nearer the precipice. He filled her time and time again, his rigid shaft stuffing her full and she drove herself back to meet him.

"Oh God yes," she moaned louder now, her ass slamming backward. "Oh God yes. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass with your cock."

Their rhythm increased until they were pounding into each other, slamming their bodies together with a wildness echoed by a fleshy slapping sound.

"Fuck me in the ass," she cried. "Fill my ass with your cock. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Oh God yes, fuck me."

Her orgasm blazed toward its climax. Her body screamed for its explosive release.

"Fuck my ass. Fill me with your cock. Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass."

Her entire body started to tingle with electricity. She felt the orgasm teetering on the very edge, mere centimeters from crashing forward.

"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."

Her whole body started to quake and quiver. Her ass jerked at his cock.

"Fuck me in the ass. Fuck my dirty little ass. Oh God yes, fuck me."

She felt his cock growing stiffer, felt it filling her more.

"Ohhh yes. Fuck me. Fuck my ass."

Their pace became frenzied. He started to jerk oddly in his pumping actions.

"Fuck me in my ass. Fuck my dirty little ass. My dirty little ass."

Behind her Dan moaned. His grip on her hips tightened.

"Oh God yes, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass."

He began pounding into her. No longer keeping a rhythm, only pounding.

"Ohhh, my ass. My dirty little ass. Fuck it. Fuck me. Fuck."

She could not match his frenzy. She could only lay there having her face crammed into the corner.

"Ohhh, your cock. My ass. Fuck my ass with your cock. My dirty little ass."

She felt her orgasm teetering so close. His pounding nudged it closer and closer.

"My ass. Ohhh yeess. Fuck my ass. Fuck it. Fuck it."

"Oh, fuck yea," Dan roared as he crammed himself forward and inside of her.

She felt his cock slam as deep into her as it could. Her orgasm hung on the verge of crashing through her. Matching his cramming force she ground herself against him. She felt his rigid cock twitch within her, spurting his semen. The sensation sent her orgasm blasting through her with tidal force, smashing its way along every single nerve. Her ass jumped and bucked on his exploding cock one second, then ground hard against him the next. She whimpered, she cried, she moaned.

"Ohhh God," her muffled words came from the couch's corner. "Oh God yesss. I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"Oh yea," he agreed. "Oh fuck yea."

Even as her own orgasm was just starting to subside she felt him growing limp inside of her. His cock soon slid from her anus and she felt sperm seeping out behind it. She collapsed onto the couch, panting with exhaustion.

She heard the men talking about leaving then she heard the back door shutting.

The evening had taken a lot out of her. She was on the verge of passing out when a noise caught her attention. Pushing herself up on her tired arms she looked around and saw her husband and daughter still trussed up. Suddenly filled by shock and shame she realized that she had forgotten they were present during the last of the evening, that everything else had so engulfed her attentions. Seeing them now though she slowly stood up. On weak and wobbly legs she walked into the kitchen, where she found a knife. Stumbling her way to Frank she managed to get through the ropes holding his arms, then she looked into his eyes.

"I'm going to soak in a hot bath," she told him. "You take care of our daughter, for now."

Without waiting for a response she pushed herself away from the chair. On still wobbly legs she headed for the master bath and the hot, wet soaking her body so desperately needed.

Continued...