THE PARTNER’S WIFE       
       
Mrs. Catherine Greene could feel herself blushing all over as Howard Allen's piercing blue eyes openly scanned her body, as if he could see through her clothes. It had been a long time since she'd blushed that way and it made her feel gauche and immature and also angry that he was be able to affect her that way. She was dressed in a simple white blouse, mid-calf flared skirt and leather sandals. Because it was a hot day she wasn’t wearing anything on her legs. In her mind it was not exactly a sexy outfit yet the man was looking at her, with lust in his eyes, as if she’d dressed especially to arouse him. She was so flustered that she didn't really know how to deal with it and continued blushing.
       
Howard had been her husband’s assistant for some years so that they had met many times at various functions and office parties. The man really fancied himself as a ladies’ man and had never hidden the fact that he wanted to shag her. She, in turn, felt that he flirting with her so openly was betraying her husband’s trust. She despised him for it and avoided him as much as she could. Then her husband left the firm and, with Howard, started their own business, which had prospered from the start. Because of this Howard was often at the house and she had to pretend to be nice to him. 
       
That particular day her husband had gone away on business and Howard had come to the house to collect some paper he maintained he needed urgently. Once inside the house he had showed no signs that he was in a hurry. His presence had made her feel uncomfortable and she realised that she wasn’t going to get rid of him easily. In desperation she had accepted his invitation to have lunch at a nearby pub because, at least, it would get him out of the house.        As she sat facing him, as they lunched, she reluctantly had to admit, to herself, that Howard was indeed very handsome and charming but she knew, from the stories and gossip that she’d heard, that he had a string of women, at his beg and call, and that he treated them like dirt. Because she felt uneasy she drank rather more than was good for her. As she sipped her fourth glass of wine she'd found herself wondering what he would be like as a lover. Immediately she chastised herself for having such impure thoughts but they didn't go away...actually they became stronger as she became more inebriated. As his charm got through her defences she had to remind herself that she hated and despised him and that he was a professional seducer. 

She realised that it was imperative that she should get rid of him as quickly as possible. She stood up but had to clutch onto him because she felt dizzy from too much alcohol. He insisted on seeing her home. To this day she doesn't know what made her ask him in when they got there. Perhaps it was because he had stroked her ego and she had felt very feminine and desirable or perhaps the alcohol had neutralised her sense of danger. 
       
Because setting up a new business took so much energy and time her love-life had suffered. She was mildly frustrated and it felt nice to feel wanted even by someone like the obnoxious young man. Sensing that he really was keen to seduce her made her feel as if she had some sort of power over him. Foolishly she wanted to prolong his agony though she had absolutely no intention of allowing him any form of intimacy. She felt as if keeping him dangling was striking a blow for all those poor women who had succumbed to his cruel charm and had paid the price. 
       
Once in the living room Howard had taken her hand and, lifting it to his lips, planted a kiss on the palm. As the tip of his tongue traced small circles on her hand she felt as if she'd received an electric shock and shook all over, like a leaf. Suddenly it was as if all her energy had been drained and she was rooted to the spot, hardly able to breathe, unable to move away or even pull her hand away. She nearly died with shock when she heard him whisper that he was going to strip her naked so that he could give her the proper shagging she'd been asking for, for so long.
       
‘He thinks that I will allow him to say such wicked things to me because I've tried to be nice to him...isn’t that just like a man. His arrogance is really too much. I hate him. I will make sure that he knows that I'm not that kind of a woman and I don’t have to be nice about it! I am not one of his cheap whores, I am a happily, married woman and he should be treating me like a lady. Doesn’t he know that I only tolerate him because my husband has asked me to be civil to him? The bare-faced cheek of the man! I must stop him getting any more ideas, before it's too late. I really must tell him to leave because if I don't he's...he's quite capable of taking all my clothes off leaving me naked and he’ll take it as a sign that I want him to go all the way. I can't...can't really believe that I'm allowing him to do this to me!  Oh God please save me! I've always despised him so much...I...I really shouldn't stand here like this and allow him to manipulate me! I hate him, I really do! Oooohhhh! He is so handsome and sexy and the way he is nibbling on my ear lobe makes me melt. I can feel liquid heat growing between my legs and goosebumps breaking out all over my body. I can’t remember the last time I felt this way. This is not right! I must stop him taking advantage of me. I feel so hot and dizzy. Oooohhhh...my God he's taking off my blouse...now he's looking at my breasts...he knows I've had too much to drink and he's not giving me a chance to pull myself together. I hate him for having made me drunk. He's really despicable to take advantage of me because the alcohol has affected me. Blast...I must stop him...I must...he's now undoing my skirt. Why didn't I wear decent undies? I hope he doesn't think my cotton undies are old fashioned. What am I thinking off? Sexy undies would only inflame his lust even further and that's the last thing I want to happen. I did not dress to please him. I am a married woman and must not allow another man to look at me dressed only in my undies, it is wrong. Oooohhhh...he's got one of his hands on my...breast now. I can feel his fingers undoing the clasp of my bra. I must stop him! Please God give me the strength to push him away before he bares my breasts! I feel so hot and wet between my legs...my panties will be soaked. I can feel that the gusset has become trapped inside my sex and the material is rubbing against my clitoris. It’s wonderful and makes me feel all melty! I shouldn’t feel that way, it’s wrong. Oooohhhh why didn’t I push him away when I could…now it's too late. He's...he's taken my bra off and he's kissing me there...he's sucking...Oh God! He's sucking on my right nipple and it makes me feel dizzy and hot all over. I can feel butterflies in my stomach...he's using his tongue on the nipple and it's getting so stiff and itchy that it will burst. My nipples are aching and throbbing so badly...oh I wish he would squeeze the other one to ease the ache. How can I think like that? I’m a respectable woman...I am married...and it is not right that the things he is doing to me should feel so wonderful. I hate him! He’s a serial seducer and I will be just another notch on his belt. I must...oooohhhh he's taking my...panties off. I am completely naked and I can feel his hot breath on my skin and it is making the hairs at the back of neck rise. My heart is beating so hard that I am sure he can hear it. I can’t breathe! I wish the floor would open up and swallow me...he's looking at my sex...I know that he can see how wet it is and he will think I am one of his loose women. He will believe that I am aroused by him and want him to take me. Oooohhhh...I can’t believe it, he's kissing it. How can he do such a dirty thing? I can feel the tip of his tongue lancing between the lips and I think that I am going to pass out. My legs are so shaky...my sex is so hot and wet. I think I'm going to faint. Oh my God he is using his tongue to collect my wetness. It's so embarrassing and...oooohhhh…he probably can taste it also! I have to stop him before he thinks that I am just another one of his conquests that he can do anything he wants to. I must stop him! Oooohhhh! His tongue has found my love button…he's flicking it from side to side. Oooohhhh…it’s exquisite. I think that I'm going to die! I'm so hot, hot...so hot no...I'm shivering all over how can that be so when I’m so hot? I want...him...inside me! What am I thinking off? Of course I don’t want him to do such a vile thing to me...I'm such a wicked woman to even think that way but I can't help it...I'm so hot and wet. I want him to s…s...screw me! Stop it, you stupid bitch you can't allow it to happen! You're not that kind of woman! You are a married woman and only your husband has the right to make love to you. He's taking advantage of you because you're tipsy! Pull yourself together and send him packing!’
       
Catherine’s unstructured thoughts were driving her insane even while her naked body was responding to Howard's lewd stroking like a kitten being petted. She felt so weak that she offered no resistance when he steered her towards the sofa.

"I've been fantasising about making love to you from the very first time I saw you, Catherine. I know that you don't like me and have only been polite to me because your husband has asked you to. I'm going to shove my cock all the way inside your cunt and give you a fucking you'll never forget and, because you don't like me, it will even better for me to feel your married cunt grasping my cock as I fill it with my spunk. I know that you and John are trying for a baby well, my married slut that is exactly what you are going to get but it will be mine and every time you’ll look at it you will remember that day when I fucked you senseless!”  Howard said as he led Catherine to the sofa and lowered her on the seat.
       
No one had ever talked to her that way before and, instead of turning her stomach, his dirty words were fuelling the fire in her sex so that her head seemed to be full of cotton wool. Her emotions were in turmoil while her body was throbbing with sexual urgency. The room seemed to be spinning round and round so she closed her eyes and did not see him kneeling on the floor, beside the sofa. She nearly jumped out of her skin when his fingers began lightly brushing up and down the insides of her thighs, from her knees almost all the way to her sex. She shivered excitedly, gasping for breath, as she tried to control the wild beating of her heart. Unconsciously she'd drawn up one of her knees lewdly exposing her sex and making it even easier for him to continue seducing her. Without her being aware of doing it the fingers of her right hand had slipped through his hair, as his head leant forward. Inwardly she was seething with blazing lust which easily defeated the guilt she should have felt at being naked, in her house, with a man who wasn’t her husband. An intense curiosity to know what it would like to have another man's penis inside her was gripping her every thought as Howard pressed his warm lips against her belly button. She gasped with pleasure as his moist tongue explored the shallow depression. Her naked bottom was squirming fitfully on the seat as the liquid heat grew even fiercer inside her throbbing sex. 

While his tongue was exploring her belly button Howard’s hands were stroking her thighs and hips. He was an experienced seducer and knew that one false move would allow her to regain her composure and spoil the seduction so he was very careful, slowly building up her arousal until she would surrender to him willingly. 

His mouth left the navel and moved further down until she could feel his hot breath rustling through the silky curls of her pubic hair. She was terrified but could not suppress a loud moan of pleasure as the warm air bathed her sex. She still believed that she could defeat him by pretending that she was not turned-on...what a joke! 

Loosing control over her emotions and her body she gave herself up completely to the sexy sensations, which were bubbling through her lower body and spreading to the rest of her. Her fingers convulsively toyed with his curls as the pulse in the hollow of her throat began to quicken, in time with her arousal. In the back of her mind a tiny voice, resembling her mother's, was still chastising her for being such a slut but it was easily drowned out by the clamouring of her body for even more illicit pleasures. Suddenly her eyes flew open wide and her naked body jerked uncontrollably because Howard had grasped her thighs and forced them widely apart then leant forward and brushed his lips against the length of the sex. Though she was shocked Catherine moaned loudly and automatically arched her hips up to tempt him to continue his delicious kiss. She felt her sex melt, with pleasure, as his lips mashed her sex lips as if he was kissing her mouth. She was trembling all over as his mouth freely moved all over the pulsing sex, stopping on the cowl of flesh covering the clitoris. Without warning his tongue stabbed hard against the love button, coaxing it out of its hiding place, and it swelled and began to throb frantically sending massive currents of excitement to the rest of her body as he licked it.
      
"Oooohhh...that's it... it's wonderful...please... oh I mustn't...allow you to do....don't…don't ....please don't...stop!" She feverishly moaned and immediately chastised herself for being so sluttish but it was too late.
       
Her head twisted from side to side. Her mouth was trembling and her body had stiffened as it writhed with arousal. There was an intense, uncontrollable wetness welling deep inside her love tunnel that she’d never experienced before. His slick tongue slowly flicked along the slit before swooping onto the flaring labia of the exposed vulva, causing her to squeal ecstatically. She knew that she shouldn’t but she could not help herself. She lifted her head so that she could watch his tongue licking her exposed sex. It was an obscene scene and she knew that she should close her eyes but she couldn’t because she could sense that she was on the brink of an orgasm and she wanted to see it happening. She gasped frantically for breath anticipating the explosion but, instead of allowing her to climax, Howard pulled back, at the last moment. 

Grinning victoriously he sat back on his heels to gaze at the lewdly exposed sex of the married woman, who had despised him for so long. He took his time, enjoying his moment of triumph. The bitch had always treated him like a leper now she was lying naked, with her legs wide open and her cunt weeping, dying to have his prick inside her. He was going to fill her so full of spunk that there was every chance that it would impregnate her. It would be the most glorious result of his victory. Could there be anything more exciting in this world? 
       
Still looking at her he stood up and quickly undressed. He chortled when Catherine was unable to control a gasp of excitement and fear at the sight of his stiff penis, as it jutted aggressively from his groin. He knew that he was bigger than most men and that she probably had never seen a cock as big as his.
        
‘It's huge...it is...much bigger than John's! Oh God how can any woman take such monstrous thing inside her? I'm sure that I can't take anything that size inside my sex. If I don’t stop him he's going to try to s...screw me with that horrible thing! There is nothing that I want more than to be screwed right now but I'm scared...I’m scared because it is so big...yet...I can hardly wait to feel what it will be like to have it inside my...my pussy! Catherine, why do you keep forgetting that you are married and that you hate this man and that it is very wrong? I must tell him that it's gone far enough and that he disgusts me! His thing is vile...it's much too big...he'll split me in two. I am a married woman and I must not let him do it to me...I hate him! I must get up before he tries to force that ugly thing inside me!’
       
Unaware of her panic Howard knelt on the sofa. His hands were gliding over her feet and calves, while his eyes feasted on the sight of her exposed sex, from which a constant trickle of thick love juice dribbled out to be absorbed in the crack of her bottom. He had never expected that she would be such a juicer. He’d fantasised about this moment, for a long time, but had almost resigned himself that it would never happen yet there she was and by all the signs she was going to be a hot one. He was going to fuck the bitch until she couldn’t take anymore then he would use her mouth and her arse until he was exhausted. In nine months time he would be the first to congratulate her on the birth of her first child.
       
Catherine was trying to control her emotions but her body refused to co-operate. Her heaving breasts were swelling and rolling on her chest, the deep-red nipples stiff with longing. Her tummy was rippling and she could feel the sticky wetness, which was continuously oozing out of her sex, starting to pool on the seat and being smeared on her squirming buttocks. She knew that all was lost when, of their own accord, her arms reached out for the man she hated. 
Howard smiled victoriously as he slipped smoothly between Catherine’s thighs. Supporting himself, with his hands on either side of the prone body, he lowered his hips and the glistening glans of his penis brushed against the quivering lips of her vulva. She gasped very loudly with arousal when his cockhead squashed her engorged clitoris. Her bottom was squirming restlessly as she unconsciously arched her hips up to make it easier for him to penetrate her sex. Unerringly the head of his penis pried open the sex-lips and slid slowly inside the tightness of her yearning, sex sheath. Her body stiffened and she caught her breath as she felt her sex starting to be stretched to its outmost. Her eyes stayed fixedly on the sight of his hard and huge penis slowly disappearing inside the soft, tender flesh of her sex. She could hardly believe that she was allowing it to happen but her eyes told her that it was true. She gasped, her head tossing from side to side, as her naked body was convulsed by the sharp, intense tremors of pure ecstasy as his cockhead became lodged beyond the entrance of her pussy.
       
Howard could not remember enjoying himself more as he pressed his hips forward so that inch after inch of his hard sex-pole slowly and deliberately slipped inward to fill the housewife’s tight cunt. He had fantasised about this for years and it was happening, he was fucking Catherine Greene and it was obvious that she loved it!
       
Although his organ was stretching her vaginal sheath to the extreme and she was experiencing a certain degree of pain Catherine gasped with delight at the exquisite friction as her humid vaginal walls slipped slowly along his huge penis as it speared ever deeper inside her sex. She moaned deliriously as her head tilted back. Her lolling breasts rose and fell dramatically as her hands clasped his muscular shoulders to steady herself.
      
 "Ooohhh...aaahhh...it's too big...I can’t take anymore...your...your thing is much too big...you’re hurting me...you must...oh my God it’s...it’s so good. I can feel you...you...you're cleaving me wide open. I’ve never felt so full." She panted huskily. She was stunned and surprised at the obscene way she was talking. and she blushed fiercely. It was something she'd never done before.
       
"I'm going to fuck you until you can't take anymore, Mrs. Catherine Greene, then I'm going to fill your married cunt full of my spunk and we are going to make a baby!” Howard gasped. “When I'm finished with you I’ll have you begging me to fuck you again and again, Catherine, and maybe I will and then again maybe I won’t!" He knew that using her married name would intensify her humiliation.
       
Catherine was secretly purring with delight at the sheer crudeness of his words, as he settled down on top of her. Her mind was so overwhelmed with passion that it did not process his threat to breed her. His chest was flattening her buoyant breasts and she could feel her hard nipples rasping thrillingly against his smaller ones, as her legs swung up and over his sinewy thighs. She locked her ankles together and the man that she hated was now her prisoner. She had no intention of letting him go until she was completely sated and exhausted. His lips covered hers and his tongue lanced deep inside her mouth, the same way his penis was spearing her sex.
       
‘I'm really doing it! I can’t believe it is happening! I'm being...being  s...screwed by a handsome man, who's not my husband and it is out of this world. I still hate him but yet I am allowing him to treat me like a cheap whore! I'm a fallen woman but it's heavenly! I'm a sinner condemned to eternal flames. He's screwing my...pussy. I never thought that sex could be so heavenly! I'm glad I've let him do it. Oooohhhh! I can feel his...co...cock all the way deep down inside my...cunt...my cunt...my cunt is kissing his...cock and I never want it to stop. I never knew they could be so big. Oooohhhh! It's out of this world! It's in so deep that I feel as if it's going to spear my heart and I will die of too much pleasure! I am being screwed by a man I hate and it’s the most wonderful thing that I’ve ever experienced. What is happening to me? My world has been turned upside down.’
       
Howard pulled his penis back and it rasped against the tender walls of the vagina, drawing sobbing cries of pleasure from her mouth. The crown had collected her juices and it dribbled down between her buttocks as her hips writhed and squirmed frantically while her sex frantically clutched his huge penis.
      
"Oooohhhh...do it, do it harder...please! I really want...want you to...s... screw me hard! Screw my pussy. Screw me harder, Howard, do it hard pleeease!" Catherine screamed, not believing that it was she who was acting like such a slut by begging a man to take her like an animal using such obscene words.
       
Revenge is sweet and Howard wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to debase the woman further. His mighty sex organ retreated, to the very brink of the seething sex, and paused. 

She convulsed in ecstasy as she felt her inner folds being dragged outward till only her sex lips were clasping the domed head. Suddenly he thrust his penis back in, to the hilt, into her pussy in a single impaling lunge of his hips. She could not hold back the scream of ecstasy as the head collided with her cervix. Her fingernails raked his shoulders, her thighs tightened their fierce hold on his hips as her body arched off the seat in an effort to entice his cock even deeper inside her churning sex. Lewdly she ground her sex against his penis in a desperate effort to take the final inch of his surging, virile hardness into her rapacious and very wet vagina. Her exposed clitoris was crushed against the coarseness of his pubic hairs adding another dimension to her arousal. His hands slipped under her bottom and his fingers kneaded and squeezed the rippling cheeks. He drew his penis back and paused, enjoying the way her cunt throbbed around his hard pole, and then suddenly, with a powerful flick of his hips, he rammed his cock back into her sex until his testicles bounced against her bottom.  She wailed loudly as she felt the head of his cock brush through a ring of flesh, at the back of her sex. In maddened rapture she hugged him frantically, with all the strength of her limbs with her breasts crushed against his heaving chest, as his cockhead became wedged inside her womb. She held onto him for dear life as tears rolled down her cheeks.
      
"Oooohhh...aaaahhh... I can't believe it...it's so ...so wonderful...oh, my darling, fuck me and don't ever stop. Do it please...harder... yessss ...don't stop my...my pussy is burning up! Aaahh, I'm...I'm... I'm comiiiinngg!" Her voice rose to a shrill scream of carnal agony as her body bucked and twisted beneath his. A huge orgasm blasted through her sex and womb. She felt her vaginal walls closing around his hard penis, holding it tightly prisoner, as the huge orgasm raged through her body, like wildfire. It was by far the most powerful orgasm that she'd ever experienced and she felt as if she was on the brink of losing her sanity. 

Howard kept his penis deeply wedged inside her spasming cunt until the orgasm slowly began to fade then slowly he drew it all the way out. 
       
From beneath her eyelashes Catherine saw that his glistening rod was still very stiff but was now coated with thick, white liquid which could have only come from inside her. He knelt up and moved swiftly. She uttered a shrill gasp of shock when suddenly he twisted around and straddled her head. Before she could close her legs his face was buried between them and he'd fused his lips with her sex. He plucked her clitoris, between his lips, and began sucking on it as hard as he’d sucked on her nipples. The love-button was so sensitive, from the powerful orgasm she'd just experienced, that it was almost painful to have it treated that way and it made her squeal with fright. She was petrified as the bulbous head of his heavy penis suddenly brushed her mouth, leaving a trail of sticky wetness on her lips, and she realised what he wanted her to do.
      
‘Oh God! He...he...he wants me to...put it in my mouth! He's kissing me down there...doesn't he care that I'm so wet? Oooohhhh! it’s so good! He's expecting me to take his thing...into my mouth...its...uuuugh...it's covered with my...sex...sex stuff. He can't really be expecting me to take it into my mouth, can he? It's dirty...depraved...I've...I've never done it before, not even with John...and he's my husband! I can't do it...I just can't...it’s too obscene only whores do things like that! It’s bad enough that I’ve let him...screw me but expecting me to do something so vile and filthy is not on. I have to tell him that things have gone far enough.
       
Catherine squirmed from side to side, trying to escape. She was gasping, short of breath, breathing through her open mouth and there was nothing she could do when the throbbing glans of the slime-covered cock slipped between her lips. In a vain effort to keep it out she quickly closed her lips and used her tongue to push against it. Instead of withdrawing the cockhead dribbled a blob of precome onto her tongue as it pressed further inward. She felt the spongy head slide along the length of her tongue until it was butting against the back of her mouth and she gagged. She felt as if she was going to suffocate and panicked.
       
"That's it, my sexy little bitch, suck my cock, just keep sucking on it while I eat your filthy, married cunt!" Her seducer exulted. Demeaning and debasing his partner’s prim wife was even better than he’d ever imagined and he was enjoying every tiny nuance and had every intention of going all the way.
       
To be called a sexy bitch made Catherine glow all over, despite her panic and somehow she made an adjustment which lessened the possibility of her choking. Howard slipped his hands under her bottom, to raise it up so that his tongue could more easily glide over the open lips of the vulva. Catherine realised that he didn't seem to care that his penis had just been inside it and that her sex was very wet. She convulsed hugely, unable to restrain the moan of pure pleasure escaping from her mouth, as his tongue lapped up and down her sex collecting her sex juices. Her toes curled in response to the sexy and hugely overpowering sensations which were blasting through her taut body, again and again. She felt her secret hole, nestling between her clenched buttocks, contracting spasmodically as her nemesis prodded her clitoris out of its hiding place with the tip of his tongue. As if she had no control over her body the tip of her tongue flicked across the velvety dome of his penis and collected some of the slimy juice, coating it. His tongue prodded all over the yawning vaginal groove, exploring the urethra slit then her tingling clitoris before rimming the quivering lips and lastly delving deep between the swollen folds to emulate the action that his penis had used earlier. She moaned loudly as erotic spasms whipped through her body, squirming restlessly as bubbles of thrilling sensations began building up slowly inside the vaginal sheath. This excitement kept building up forcing her to a dizzy plateau sweeping aside any remaining misgivings about taking his penis inside her mouth. The naughtiness of the act acted as an unexpected aphrodisiac. Whimpering with pleasure Catherine closed her stretched lips just behind the throbbing head of his gigantic penis. She could hear sucking sounds becoming louder and wetter and she blushed as she realised that they came from the way her mouth was slipping along his shaft, lubricated by her saliva. Her tongue flicked back and forth against the gnarled shaft of his penis, as he pressed another inch or two of his pulsing rod into the warm moist cavern of her mouth. She couldn't believe that not only was she doing such a perverse thing with another man willingly but was that she also enjoying it tremendously. Her eyes bulged as she adapted her mouth to the demanding intrusion of his thick penis while he continued to lick her vulva, alternating this with flicking the stiff clitoris, back and forth. 
       
Soon Catherine could no longer control or contain the frantic threshing of her hips. Her heavy breasts heaved wildly up to be flattened by his tummy as his penis, plunging ever deeper into her mouth, forcing her back against the seat. Despite her earlier misgivings she was sucking his penis avidly, rubbing her tongue feverishly against the head as she tried to reciprocate the indescribable bliss his lips and tongue were exacting from her wildly aroused vagina. She moaned loudly, around his penis, as his tongue pushed the clitoris back into its hiding place then allowed it to spring out again. The swollen love-button was throbbing and had become even more sensitised. Her hips squirmed and writhed wildly, moans of pleasure flowed round his penis, as she tried to accommodate his penis deeper inside her mouth. In response to her intense sucking Howard dug his tongue, between the twitching lips of her vulva, as far as it could go. If her mouth had not been so utterly filled, with his hard maleness, Catherine would have uttered a piercing shriek of frenzied ecstasy. With her loins writhing and arching up she lewdly mashed her quaking vulva against his devouring mouth as she felt a hot, sticky tide of sex-cream churn and swirl deep within her womb and sex sheath. Suddenly a terrifyingly intense orgasm swept through her again and, almost at the same time, Howard inundated her gasping mouth with his thick, viscous sex-juice nearly suffocating her.
     
‘Aaaaahhhh! Oh God! Oh no! He's spurting into my mouth. There is so much of it...I know that I am going to be sick! Oooohhhh it's so thick and sticky... uuuugh....I...I... have to swallow or I'm going to suffocate. I think I'm going to faint...I can feel it sliding down my throat! It’s slimy and there is so much of it! This is crazy I've never felt so excited in all my life...I can't...I can't keep my bottom still...I've become one of those filthy nymphomaniac...I'm lost! There I've swallowed it all and it wasn't that bad. I never knew a man had so much stuff in him. What would have happened if he'd unloaded it in my sex? I can taste it on my tongue still...strange...it is almost nice!  These wild thoughts swept through Catherine’s fevered mind as her huge orgasm ravaged her body.
       
Howard straightened up, moving his mouth away from the quaking sex, and pulled his wilting penis from her mouth. The deflated organ came out of her ovalled lips with a loud plopping sound causing her to blush furiously because it was such an obscene noise. She was trembling, all over, almost blacking out. She could feel wetness leaking out of her still-open sex and slowly trickling into the groove, between her bum cheeks, before pooling on the seat. A tiny thought intruded in the golden glow of her fading orgasm; she would have to remember to sponge the stains before it dried.
       
Howard crawled up her body and lay next to her. Almost tenderly he gathered her in his strong arms. Her head rested on his hard chest and she could hear his heart still beating much faster than normal. Her sex was gently pulsing as slowly her breathing quietened down. She was appalled when she discovered that her tongue was licking her lips in search of any stray droplets of his sperm, which she might have missed. Ignoring the slowly returning guilt she felt proud that she'd managed to swallow almost all his emission and admitted, to herself, that she had liked it and probably would want to do it again.
       
"I knew that you would be dynamite, with that fabulous body of yours. It only needed the right man to push your trigger. You're a terrific fuck, Catherine, and after I've had a chance to recuperate I'm going to fuck you to a standstill and fill that tight cunt of your full of spunk!" Her wicked seducer salaciously whispered in her ear.
       
His crude words caused her to blush furiously. She realised that his animalistic and rough lovemaking had been just what she'd needed and that she would want more despite the fact that she would not be able to make any excuses for doing it again. When a few minutes later he started to kiss her, while stroking her body, she responded with eager enthusiasm. She even went as far as taking his penis in her hand and stroking it back into hardness and it was she who guided it into her sex, that second time. Because he'd already come Howard was able to last a very long time and she was indeed exhausted by the time he’d coaxed six more orgasms from her body and blasted his sperm directly into her womb. Strangely his cock stayed hard,
       
She flopped, like a rag doll, as he turned her over on her front and slipped on top of her. With the weight of his body he kept her firmly pinned on the seat of the sofa as he pulled her buttocks wide apart and pressed his cockhead against the tiny entrance of her bottom.
       
“Please don’t! What are you doing now? It’s unnatural...filthy. What kind of man are you? Are you homosexual? Let me go immediately or I’ll report you to the police.” She cried out as she realised what he intended doing. Catherine was frantic and any lingering pleasure, from her many orgasms, had vanished as she scrambled trying to get away from him. 
       
“I’m going to fuck that tight arse of yours till it’s red-raw. I’ll teach you to treat me properly in future! You have been asking for this for a long time and I am just the man to put you in your place, you tight-arsed bitch!” Howard hissed, as she continued to protest and threaten.
       
Howard, ignoring her pleas and threats, inserted the tip of his cock into her anus and slowly began to exert pressure. Her sphincter resisted, for a short while, but was unequal to the task and his cock breached her last defence. Catherine screamed as the cock moved on past the resistance and plugged her rectal passage. Looking down he could see the ring of flesh around his shaft and he couldn’t remember ever seeing anything more fantastic. He was about to cornhole the proud housewife and finalise her complete debasement. There was a certain risk attached to doing it but he was willing to take the chance to stamp his authority over her. He couldn’t believe that she would admit to anyone what had been done to her. He paused until her screaming had died away then pushed another inch or so of his cock into her rectum. A new scream...a pause...another thrust...another scream and this continued until his cock was buried all the way into her bottom. Again he paused to enjoy the total constriction around his cock and the sensation of his balls bouncing against her cunt. Tears were streaming down Catherine’s face as she suffered her anal violation. Howard started to slide his cock slowly in and out of her clasping anus, eagerly watching the stretched ring of her anus pulsing with a life of its own as he pulled his cock almost all the way out, only to drive it completely back into her rectum with one long thrust. This was the ultimate revenge for the years she’d treated him like shit!
       
‘I can’t believe it is happening! How can he do such a vile thing to me? What kind of man is he who treats a woman this way? I was just beginning to like him and now he is treating me like a whore...it’s unnatural to do something like that to a woman. I’ll report him to the police and they will charge him with rape. The pain is...is unbearable...he is killing me...I’ll be dead before I can report him! He is all the way inside me...I can feel his hairs against my bottom...what is that bouncing against my sex...it’s his testicles. Oooohhhh that’s nice...he’s squeezing my love-button and that helps to chase the pain away. I would have never...ever believed that something as big as his thing could move so easily inside my bottom. I can’t believe it...the pain...the pain is almost gone and it is starting to feel good...it mustn’t...it is obscene...how could I enjoy having something so perverted done to me. Oooohhhh it feels good! Oh no! I mustn’t do it! Why am I shoving my bottom back to help him get his thing deeper into my bottom-hole? I am lost! There is no redemption for me...I love what he is doing! Is it because it is so outrageous and perverted but I like it almost more than having it in my sex. I can feel another orgasm begin to rumble deep in my pussy.  I can feel it coming! I am going to come because he is f...fucking...he is fucking my arsehole and I love it!’
       
The heat and squeezing sensation of her arsehole, in addition to knowing that he had subjugated the haughty housewife, was more than Howard could bear and his cock erupted deep in her bottom, at almost the same time as she climaxed.
       
As the orgasm ripped through her body Catherine was briefly aware of the fullness of her bumhole as it hugged the spurting cock and a new wetness inside the tight sheath but the overwhelming sensation was that of being totally consumed by the combined pain and pleasure of her gigantic orgasm, which was sustained for a very long time. The stimulation was so total that as one climax began to subside, the next overwhelmed her consciousness and flung her back to the heights she had so recently left.
       
Mrs. Catherine Greene had begun her rapid descend into a world of depravity and heavenly ecstasy and would in a short time become Mr. Howard Allen’s sex-slave and the mother of his child.