Night Of Lust For A Small Woman Ch. 02

"You are hot, baby, let me warm you up a little more." And Tom started caressing with his mouth her soft skin. He turned around the small lady and when she faced him, he placed wet kisses over her lips and tongued her inner mouth; he licked her arms and her tits, nibbling at her pointing nipples; he rubbed her belly and her thighs and probed, with his fingers, her pussy lips and her clit.

Scott was watching in amazement.

His petite mother had been trapped by these men and they were devouring her. She was a prey: a gazelle in a pack of lions. They were playing with her, easily as she was their toy. Actually she was a child, as John said: she was cradled, carried, played and handled by the big and strong studs like a little baby. And they had made her cumming.

The image, in his eyes, of his mother cumming like a bitch in heat had turned his initial fear into a kind of unhealthy curiosity and now he was longing to watch the next actions.

John went to the couch and sat down: his cock was like a third leg, waving about in the air.

"Give me a hand, friends," told John to Tom and Nick. "Carry the girl here, over my lap."

Tom and Nick obeyed: together they lifted the petite lady, each grasping one of her arms and legs and walked her toward the waiting giant.

"Ohhh. . . noooo, it's too big, it will tear me up. Please, don't do this. You cannot do this to me!!" Carol was screaming.

But they din't care: they walked to the couch, holding the woman in mid air, so that she was facing away from John. She felt John's huge hands come up and stroke the soft flesh of her asscheeks.

Her voice was now a bare whisper: "Please, let me go, it's too big for my little pussy, it's a monster."

"Shut up!! And let you go down," shouted John.

Carol understood that she had no chance; she had to go into this incredible sexual orgy. Swallowing hard, she put her hands on the shoulders of her captors and slowly started to crouch lower and to move her beautiful ass toward John's massive prick.

"All right," was the voice of the giant. "Now you are ready to fuck." And sank his fingers into her hips, gripping her hard. The long shaft was already starting to nestle between her pussy lips. The touch of her wet cunt on his inflamed cock crown increased his excitement: his cock head pushed at her pussy.

Carol shivered: the gigantic knob of his pole was nudging into her tight cunt. She lowered herself a little more and the bloated cock head found its way in the hot interior of her hole.

John thrust his hips, making his prick to jerk and bounce about, sending erotic vibrations down the whole length of her pussy.

"You can take it all, baby!!" he grunted.

Still held up by the other two men, Carol wrapped her fingers around the hard cock; then, biting her lips, she left herself slip down farther on this long steel-hard bar. John began a slow probing motion into her moist cunt.

As Carol sank down slowly, her hot pussy tunnel was stretching cruelly by the invasion of the thick bar she was caressing in her little hands.

Now her pussy was creaming constantly and her juices were dribbling down the long shaft.

She was well lubricated and John couldn't hold on too long. The incredible slowness of the penetration and the feel of her grip on his cock were too much. With a savage cry of sadistic pleasure, he dug his fingers into her hips and pulled her down, literally tearing her out of the grip of the two guys, as he fucked up violently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh. . . goooood. . . ohhhhhhhhh." Carol felt like she had been ripped apart: this cock was a trunk of a tree and it was fitted in her cunt. The heavy muscles of his loins smashed into her spread thighs: the giant had impaled completely the tender pussy of the small woman.

"Ahhhhhhhhh. . . my goooooood. . ahhhhhhhhh." Carol was screaming.

The penetrating cock felt like a drill, burning into her womb. She struggled and rotated her ass, trying to get herself out of the shaft, but it was incredibly long and he had skewered into her to the hilt: his crotch hairs scrubbed at her asscheeks.

"You are mine, baby; I fucked you totally, you big titted little lady!!" shouted John, pumping long strokes into her cunt, while his large hands under her armpits were moving her up and down effortlessly. Carol's mouth opened and closed soundlessly, in time to his strokes: she was alternately stuffed to bursting with his prick and then empty again.

After some strokes, she found herself becoming accustomed to the massive cock. A strange pleasure was rippling through her and the pain was disappearing. Her pussy was stretching to hold the monstrous prick, squeezing and milking the shaft and letting his prick slide more and more easily, as her cunt juices continued to flow. Sometimes John turned her around, making her asscheeks and her entire body rotate on the pistoning meat-bar.

Scott watched in fascination the whole scene. At the first cry of pain, his instinct had been to pull his mother off of the giant cock, but now she seemed really enjoy the treatment she was getting from the big stud. Her expression had changed, now: from a grimace of pain to a smile of pleasure. She was jerking about and was shoving her cunt down, to meet each hard stroke. Her hands were on the hairy thighs of the young giant; she was bent forward at the waist, to give him a better entrance to her pussy and her heavy tits bounced about on her chest, adding extra lust to the action.

Tom approached the fucking couple and grasped one of Carol's breasts in his hands, squeezing and massaging the soft flesh and pinching at the long nipple. Nick followed his example on the other side and the other breast, kissing and licking the smooth skin.

"Ohhhhhhhh. . . yeeeeeeees. . . play with my tits, guys, make my nipples harder, don't stoooop. . . please." Carol was totally receptive, now, to the double caresses of mouths and lips over her excited nipples: an experience she had never known before.

Tom slurped hungrily at her tit, tasting the white flesh: salty and tangy to his tongue: He licked and sucked at her extra-long nipple, like a newborn over a milk filled breast. He kneaded the swollen mound, cramming it into his voracious mouth.

On the other side, Nick was pinching and pulling the second breast; then he knelt before her and hungrily connected his lips to hers, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.

After fifteen minutes of tit playing, the two men loosened their grips, crossed back the room and sat on two chairs, watching the hot fucking in front of them.

John continued to bounce Carol up and down on his ravaging cock. She reached between her legs to squeeze his balls, stroking and probing them every time he plunged his cock in her pussy and releasing her grasp when he pulled out: the great length of his shaft pulled her too far to touch them.

Carol was feverishly excited: as John fucked her back and forth in her steaming cunt, she wanted reach her raging climax. John, from his part, was thinking that he had never had a woman who responded like this to his fucking cock: her cunt walls seemed to suck at his pulsing shaft and to draw his cock in ever deeper.

Since Carol's own wild motions were moving her rapidly up and down on his cock, John released her grip on her armpits and slid his hands over her chest, cupping a whole tit in each large palm and squeezing hard.

He pulled back, flatting the two mounds to her chest and mashing her body tight to his. He dug his fingers into her tender tit-flesh, loving the feel of her firm boobs and long nipples into his hands. He mauled her tits just as his burning cock was mauling her pussy.

His prick was slamming into her cunt and massaged every inches of her inner tunnel as she slid up and down.

John enjoyed the domination and humilation of the older woman; without stopping his pumping motion, he said: "Nobody touched you here, baby; your pussy feels virgin to my cock!!"

Her weak voice: "Yes. . . yeeeees. . . nobody so close. . . master, you are bigger. . . much. . . much bigger."

Carol's belly swelled up under the pressure of the giant cock.

"Take it all, bitch!! Suck my cock into your cunt!!" John grunted.

"Ahhhhhhh. . . . yeeeees. . . it's all into me. . . fuck. . . fuck me, master."

She stared at the monstrous prick shaft skewering into her pussy and her body shuddered all over.

"Come here, boy; come and watch closely how this baby likes to be fucked by her daddy," John called Carol's son, who was sitting speachless on the floor, watching the fucking this giant was giving to her lovable mom.

Scott, completely stunned by the torrid session his mother and her ravisher were performing in front of him, went up to the fucking couple.

"Tear off your pants, kid," ordered John. "Let's see how hot you are."

And the boy again obeyed, showing off his still limp, soft cock. The savage scene he had witnessed had blocked any physical reaction from his body: his gorgeous mother was an attractive woman and her nakedness always raised his sexual instincts, but the wild violence of this giant of a man was too much.

"Oh, poor boy, it ain't hard!! Don't you like fucking? May be you need some help." And John's hand left the tit and reached out, dwarfing the tender shaft of the boy with his meaty fingers and moving it, back and forth.

"Noooooooo. . . don't touch him. . . he is my son. . . please, he is only a boy," uttered Carol.

But John didn't care: Scott's cock was hardening under the gentle caresses of the big stud's fist. Only few strokes and the prick shaft hardened up to a good 8 inches long cylinder of young meat.

Now Scott stood in front of his mother, whose body was mashed and impaled by the cruel giant: his stiffened prick was levelled with her head.

Abruptly John pushed forward the woman and shoved her face to her son's crotch.

"Suck, bitch, fulfil your dreams and suck him. See how hard he is!!"

Carol was suffocating: her mouth was pushed against the hairy sac of her son and the grip of John on her delicate neck was hard as steel.

"Mom. . . ohhhhhhh mom," Scott cried, feeling her lips over his prick and balls.

"Honey. . . forgive your mom. . . ohhhhhhh goood. . . I love you," she moaned.

John released his hold and Carol wrapped her hands around her son's beautiful young prick, opened her mouth and slurped her tongue over the cock-head.

"Ohhhhhhh. . . mom. . . again, mom, again. . . don't stop, please."

Both of them were becoming crazy. Still sitting on the lap of the young giant and bent forward, Carol moved her mouth, lips and hands all over her son's genitals; both her tits were clutched and played, again, in the strong palms of John, while her cunt was fully stuffed by the long thick cock.

She sucked and pulled at Scott's prick continually, her ass weaved in John's lap and her pussy milked the long bar of meat.

"Suck, bitch, suck your son," shouted John.

"Suck, mom, suck me, lick and suck my cock, make me come," cried Scott.

And Carol obliged: she bobbed her head and tightened her hot lips around the prick, moaning and slurping. Her mouth was like a vacuum pump.

John watched Carol's sucking mouth and a grin of lust appeared on his face.

Finally Scott came: "Ahhhhhhh. . . mom, I love you. . . my beautiful mom."

There was a wet spurting sound. Carol was sucking and swallowing and sperm was dripping from her lips.

"Ahhhhhh. . . goooooood! I loved it! I love you, honey," the woman yelled like crazy, when the spent cock get out of her mouth.

"Did you see, kid, what a great cock sucker is this babe? Sit down and watch; now I can play with this soft pussy and these bouncing boobs as long as I want," said John.

Obediently Scott sat on the couch, beside the two lovers.

John tightened his embrace and pulled again the woman to his chest: immediately Carol started to ride again the rigid meat pole. She thrilled to the incredible hardness of the prick stick stuffing her cunt, as John continued to fuck madly her hot juicing pussy hole. Every time the gigantic cock slid out of her cunt, a wet spray of fuck juices increased the warm pool already formed on the couch between his thighs.

Salty rivulets of sweat ran down the two bodies: Carol raised her small hands and put them over his big palms, her tit flesh squishing and sliding in his powerful grasp.

Breathing in ragged gasps, John brought his mouth down on the soft curve of her neck.

"Ahhhhhhhh. . . daddy," Carol squealed, as she felt his teeth clamping into her soft skin, digging and making a row of marks.

She writhed wildly, as her spasms intensified.

"Ohhhhhhh. . . yeeeeees, daddy, I'm cuuuuuuuuumming. . . fuck me, make me cum, big man. . . fuck my pussy with that monster cock. . . fuck your child," Carol cried in her increasing orgasm.

The friction of John's prick was driving her crazy, her hips bounced rhytmically up and down on his thighs.

John gave a loud gasp: her cunt was squeezing his shaft, like a soft fist closing repeatedly around his fucking rod, while her juices gushed hotly out of her inflamed cunt.

"Cum, baby; cum, you big titted mommy; I'm making you a woman, with this big cock; you sucked your son and now your master is fucking you and milking your big melons," John shouted, as his bloated cock head plummered into the steaming depths of her pussy hole.

"Ohhhhhhh. . . gooooood. . . yeeees, I'm cuuuumming. . it's soooooo good, I love you, master," she screamed: she was like a mindless, rutting animal as she writhed in her passionate climax.

When Carol started to come down from her orgasm, she realized that John was still madly screwing his cock into her cunt with long heavy strokes, determined to enjoy every second of this incredible fucking. He was still bouncing her up and down and she didn't know how long he would last. He was working her to another orgasm and she couldn't resist him.

"This little lady, this rich bitch is the most sexy and depraved wife and mom I have ever met," John was thinking. "She let me fuck the shit out of her in my lap and at the same time she was blowing up her son in front of everybody."

John pulled his huge hands away from her mauled tits, letting the two mounds of bruised flesh move about in freedom, her skin tingling where he released his pressure. He slid his hands down and grasped her firm asscheeks, lifting her up and dislodging completely her body from his long prick: she was floating in mid air like a weightless thing.

"What. . . what are you doing?" asked Carol.

John didn't answered. With a quick movement of his arms, he turned her around and sat her again in his lap; now she was facing him.

But John didn't stop: he had another idea. With his large hands he circled her narrow waist, then he stood up and hoisting her, till her twat was levelled with his mouth, he made her whole body dangling effortlessly back and forth, in front of him.

This mature high class woman was much more than twice his age and he could manhandle her like she was a child; although she could be easily his mother, she called him daddy. These thoughts, together with the feel of her incredibly soft skin, her firm tit-flesh and her tender pussy he had penetrated till her inner womb, made him crazy.

Her cunt had been stretched by the long thick prick shaft he had fucked with wildness into her love tunnel and her juices were still leaking, wet and glistening over her thighs and legs.

Her clit stuck out from the top of her slit, throbbing and pulsating mightily. He reached up and took the little member between his lips: his mouth sucked vigorously and his tongue flicked the tiny bud.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh. . . myyyyyyyyy. . . uhhhhhhhhh. . . you baaaaastard. . . lick. . . lick. . . lick. . . you make me. . . craaaaazy. . . suck me, please. . . eat me. . . I'm yours. . . make me yours. . . I'm your woman. . . your girlfriend. . . ohhhhhhh, daddy. . ." Carol cried.

John lowered the woman. Now the head of the gigantic cock was pointing at her hairless cunt. Like a wild animal, ready to devour her prey, the young stud slid down Carol and inserted, in a quick motion, all the meat pole in her body. The gaped pussy didn't gave resistance.

Then an unbelievable action happened in front of the stunned eyes of two men and one boy.

For five long minutes, uninterruptedly, the strong giant bounced the powerless woman up and down his member; he pulled her completely out and then slid her down again: she was freed and stuffed alternately, without pause. It was the wildest fucking scene that could be imagined.

Carol was unable to speach, completely crushed by the devastating fury: she closed and opened her mouth without emitting a sound, her tits jutting from her chest and bouncing about without pause.

Now John was close to explode: he couldn't wait any longer. He had noticed a bed in the adjacent room: all of a sudden he stopped his violent pistoning and, holding Carol in his tight embrace, hurried there with vigorous strides.

"He is cradling her like she is indeed his child," thoughts Scott, in a mixture of amazement and jealousy.

In the room, John put the woman on the bed and lay down beside her; then she was picked up and was accommodated on top of him. Her great tits caressed gently his face with their elongated hard nipples.

The feel of her swollen boobs gave him an uncontrollable sense of possession.

Clutching his voracious lips around one breast, he pulled it into his mouth, literally devouring the tender flesh, like it was a succulent food.

"Ohhhhhh. . . goooood. . . yeeees. . . suck my tit. . . eat my tit. . yes, big man, take it all. . you are so strong. . ." Carol cried with high pitched squeals.

When he released his bite, her entire tit was glistening of saliva.

Carol's big melons were an incredible attraction for the young stallion.

"Nobody worked on them so much time and so hungrily, as this hunk of a man," was thinking the astonished woman.

Now John was making Carol slide up and down his body and again he enjoyed her white firm flesh against his muscular hairy chest.

His slippery, jerking prick was caught between their bodies; Carol squirmed and wiggled on top of him and his cock slid about on her delicious skin. She loved the feel of John's shaft, so long and hard and ready for a new great fucking. He slid Carol along his chest, till the head of his giant cock caressed her cunt lips and her inflamed clit.

John gripped her fleshy asscheeks as tightly as he had done with her boobs and kneaded them like mounds of dough. He loved the feel of Carol's body: every square inch of this petite gorgeous woman was made for fucking.

Carol was moaning nonsense words of passion: she longed for that incredible feeling of being stuffed again by this huge, pulsating cock, letting John fuck endlessly the tender walls of her cunt.

"Let's get this little pussy of yours heated up a little bit, mommy, before shoving all of this prick inside you," said the giant.

"Ohhhhhhh. . . yes, daddy, you can fuck me all night, with this monster cock; you are the strongest man of my life; nobody fucked me as you," Carol cried.

These words were like an injection of adrenalin for John: with his hand, he moved his cock head rapidly back and forth over the rigid nub of her pulsating clit, grunting in pleasure at the feel of the tiny nubbin of hard flesh, then he shoved the whole member into her fluttering pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh. . . . ahhhhhhhhhhh. . . soooooooo big. . you are. . . fucking me. . again. . . ohhhhhhh. . . goooood," Carol squirmed, as she was split again by the giant prick.

Her cunt still dripping from her earlier climaxes and the fuck juices coating his shaft gave an easy entry to the cock shaft.

Then John began a fucking merciless motion, pulling and pushing her petite body back and forth, making her think she was going to burst.