A young couple went on vacation to a fishing resort up north. Jerry, the husband, liked to fish at the crack of dawn. He liked fishing so much that he tended to neglect his wife whenever they went out to her father's cabin, which he was generous enough to let them use.
The cabin was located on an isolated lake. There was no television, and no computer. His wife Connie, a lovely brunette with a figure that men lusted after, liked to read, so she was content to sit in the cabin and lose herself in a good romance novel. In anticipation of this trip, she had brought several novels with her.
One morning Jerry returned after several hours of fishing and decided to take a short nap. Almost an entire week had gone by and Connie was growing bored.
Although she wasn't real familiar with the lake, Connie decided to take the boat. She put on a skimpy bikini and went out to the dock. Jerry's fishing gear was lying across the seat of the boat, so she moved it forward and placed it on the floor. She rowed out for a short distance, anchored, and returned to reading her book.
This novel happened to be an especially erotic one about a wife who had gone alone on a vacation trip to Cancun. Connie was anxious to see which man the gal in the novel would end up in bed with, either the handsome executive she was meeting for dinner, or the muscular beach bum she had met on the sand that morning.
Connie was oblivious to the world as she slowly turned the pages. The beach bum had put in a surprise appearance at the door of the woman's bungalow, and she had invited him in. This was getting good.
Along came the Park Ranger in his boat. He spotted Connie's long flowing hair first, and then her tits. The Ranger just had to get a better look. He had a way to do it without being obvious that he just wanted to stare at her body. He cut his engine while still a ways from her and slowly coasted up to her boat. Connie was so engrossed in her novel that she did not hear him arrive.
As the Park Ranger glided up alongside, he looked down at her from his higher position in the motorboat, and not only observed her tits, which were straining to be let out of the tight bikini, but also he noted that her nipples were showing through the bikini. His eyes moved down, and he saw that her hand was idly rubbing the crotch of her bikini while she was reading. He pulled up alongside her, and since she had not noticed him, the ranger kept silent and watched as Connie slowly slipped two fingers of one hand under her bikini.
This was worth seeing for sure. He was not about to announce his presence as long as she was unaware that he was there and watching. Almost a full minute went by, during which Connie slowly manipulated her clitoris as she read how the beach bum had picked up the woman and carried her over to the couch.
Something caused Connie to raise her head and start looking around. She saw the front of his boat out of the corner of her eye, and as Connie started to turn her head in his direction, he said, "Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?"
Connie immediately pulled her hand away from her crotch, and her face turned red at being caught in the act.
"Reading my book," Connie replied...as she thought to herself, "duh-isn't it obvious?"
"You're in a restricted fishing area," the ranger informed her as he admired her breasts and gorgeous legs, which Connie had propped up on the seat in front of her.
"But officer, I'm not fishing. Can't you see that?"
The officer wanted to get a better look at her. If she looked this good lying down in that boat, she would really look good standing alongside him.
"Yes, but you have all the equipment," he stated, while pointing his finger at Jerry's gear.
"I'll have to take you in and write you up."
"If you do that, I'll have to charge you with rape," snapped the irate woman.
"But, I haven't even touched you," groused the ranger.
"Yes, that's true, she replied, with a glance at the bulge in his pants, "but you do have all the equipment."
He had noticed her quick glance at his bulge. He also had seen the novel she was reading, and her hand on her pussy. Maybe, just maybe, and what the heck, it would be her word against his anyhow. The Ranger decided to go for it.
"Equipment? You can see my equipment? Here, let me give you a better look at it."
With that, the officer opened his pants and pulled out his pole, which even though mostly soft, was already past 6 inches and thick. "Now miss," he said arrogantly to the housewife, who was staring with wide eyes and opened mouth, "Suppose I was really to rape you with this? If you're going to accuse me, I might as well get some fun out of it."
Connie stared hungrily at his penis, which looked impressive indeed from her angle far below him. If only her husband... It was hard to conceal the excitement in her voice as she answered. "I think Mr. officer sir, that if you were to rape me with THAT, we might BOTH be committing some kind of crime."
Grinning lewdly, the officer pointed over towards an island. "Why don't you row on over to that island? There's a nice sandy beach there I would like to show you."
Without another word, she grasped the oars and followed him towards the island. Connie couldn't believe it. In the novel Connie had been reading, the housewife in the story had never been with any man other than her husband. After he had carried her to the couch, the beach bum had dropped his trousers and revealed a penis substantially larger than her husband's.
At that moment, Connie had become aware of the ranger watching her. Now, like the housewife in the novel, a strange and possibly large penis was being presented to her. Connie rowed as hard as she could, beaching her boat on the sand.
Within seconds they were on the shore and Connie was on her knees and sucking hungrily on his penis, which he had left hanging out of his trousers all the way to the island.
He was growing, growing in her mouth, and Connie realized that she might have bitten off more than she could chew. There was no way she could take this in her pussy. Shit, she could barely handle her husband, and he was noticeably smaller than this.
Connie had started feeling guilty at this cheating, her first time. It was too late to back out of some of this. After all, she was already sucking his dick. But, she could at least avoid fucking this big burly Ranger. If she didn't go through with the fuck, Connie could maintain some semblance of faithfulness to her husband. At least in her mind she could, because Jerry would never know about this.
Connie was going to have to finish him this way, by swallowing his come and getting it over with. She used all the tricks she had learned to get him off. She twirled her tongue around the head, and tickled the edges of the ridge. She squeezed his shaft with her lips while at the same time she used one hand to stroke him while her other hand cupped his large testicles and jiggled them up and down. Pre-coital fluid was pouring out of him by the buckets, and Connie swallowed the slightly sweet tasting fluid with an enjoyment she had never experienced with her husband.
He felt his penis getting to the point of no return and said, "Whoa honey, hold up now. I don't want to waste this load in your hot little mouth. I want to dump it all in your little pussy."
As he pushed Connie back on the sand before she had time to protest, he kneeled between her legs and pulled her bikini top up and off her breasts, exposing the lovely globes to his view. Then he roughly lifted her ass and began pulling her bottoms off.
She protested and tried to sit up again.
"Wait, I've changed my mind," she said, rising onto her elbows as he cupped and fondled her lovely breasts in his huge hands. "This is cheating on my husband. I've never done that before. And besides, you're too big for me. I didn't think that you would get this big. Maybe we... maybe some other time."
"Time? You need time? Don't think you can take my big hunk of meat? I'm supposed to be raping you, remember? Now lie down bitch, and I'll show you what a rape is all about."
He pushed her back down onto the sand, and without removing his trousers got onto his knees between her legs and pushed them wide apart.
"Now bitch. Grab that thing and guide it into your pussy."
She looked down her body and saw his menacing penis pointing towards her vagina. Her tender little vagina that he wanted to rip open.
"Please. Can't I just suck you off? I don't care for swallowing come that much, but I promise to do it for you."
"No baby. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
She tried to rise, but his body kept her from going any higher than onto her elbows. Connie watched as he squeezed and fondled her breasts, and her nipples grew hugely erect. But down there, between her tits was a view of that...that thing that would tear her apart.
"Please...you'll hurt me. Let me finish you with my mouth."
He snickered. "Then it wouldn't be a rape, baby. I promised you a rape, remember? Now, aim that dick for me."
Trembling visibly, she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing cock. It felt so thick in her hand, like grabbing salami or something. She placed it at the entrance to her vagina. He began pushing into her immediately upon feeling her lips grasp him along the sides of his dickhead.
When he started pushing firmly into her, she gasped and tried to push him away, but it was no use as his strength greatly exceeded hers, and he was on top. His dickhead was opening her brutally, stretching her painfully.
"Please, my husband...." Connie could not finish whatever it was she wanted to say as he opened her tight lips with a head that was almost as large as her closed fist.
He was holding himself high above her with arms outstretched in order to see his cock enter her little snatch. Once he had gotten the head in he dropped down to lie upon her and begin pumping.
Connie was moaning as tears came to the corners of her eyes and then poured down her cheeks. Even with a little time for foreplay and lubrication she would have been hard-pressed to accommodate what he had to offer. With an almost dry pussy, she groaned as he slid further into her, opening her wide and penetrating far deeper than her husband had ever gone.
"Now this is what a rape is all about baby."
He gave her a few more strokes, going deeper each time into her dry pussy that was slowly beginning to lubricate. Feel THAT," he said as he finally penetrated all the way to the deepest recesses of her pussy and his balls landed on her upraised ass.
She was still trying to push him away as he started pumping. "Please, you're hurting me, you're hurting me, you're.... you're.... ooooh, you're starting to feel a little better now."
This was unbelievable. During this little vacation, Connie had read two or three romance novels that were almost identical to what was happening to her. She was an innocent housewife, away from her husband, and being ravished by a powerful hulk of a man.
As he continued to stroke deeply into her pussy, which was growing wetter by the second, her arms went from pushing against his chest to pulling on his ass. Tears were still rolling down her cheeks as her legs slowly went higher and wrapped around him. Connie was experimenting, trying to see how high she could go to take him even deeper without discomfort. She felt his finger slip under and into her ass, which was wet from all the juices flowing out of her and him. His hands cupped her cheeks at the same time, lifting her ass into the air to meet his thrusting pelvis.
He gave her a few more strokes, eight, ten, twelve, each time pulling back and only leaving the head inside her as he started using the full length of his shaft while she continued to moan and squirm under him. He stopped stroking in order to keep from coming. He waited for over a minute, and Connie could feel his penis go down slightly in size as the hardness subsided. He started again, and this time he began moving his hips from side to side as well as forwards and back.
He grew stiffer and Connie moaned with pleasure as he continued to fuck. Her hips began thrusting upwards to match him stroke for stroke. She raised her legs as high around him as she could get them, and in response he lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders.
He was trying to hold back in order to make this last, but her pussy was so damned tight and delicious. Ten strokes, a pause, another ten, and then.
"Oh fuck, baby. I should have gone ahead and shot that wad in your mouth and then gone for another round. I'm not gonna be able to hold back for you...It's getting ready. Now baby, now. It's building, building. HERE IT COMES, IT'S GONNA BE A BIG LOAD!
Connie had felt his penis grow even harder and larger as his orgasm neared. Amazingly, she was there too. Each time he had paused, she was about to come. Never before had Connie reached that point so quickly during sex, not with the two high school boys she had fooled around with but never fucked before her marriage or with her husband or even her female roommate in college during their great sessions of oral sex.
"It's OK, honey. I'm with you," she gasped as her pussy began to convulse in a manner she had never experienced before. His peter was blasting into her, and her pussy was grasping him, tugging at his cock and milking him dry with every contraction of her vagina.
Connie was groaning loudly, and her fingers dug deeply into his ass as she came with wave after wave of pleasure that turned her body into a quivering mass of jelly.
They continued to lie there afterwards. Several minutes went by while they regained their breathing and his penis slowly went down. When he tried to kiss her for the first time, Connie thought of her marriage and her husband. She guiltily turned her head to one side, then thought better of it and turned her head back in order to meet his lips with hers. Their tongues touched, and tears flowed down her cheeks as the passion of their kiss grew.
Inside, she was so wet. It felt like he had pumped a gallon of juice into her. But he wasn't through. He grew hard almost instantly from the kissing. Despite her desire to get back to the cabin because it was getting late, Connie responded passionately.
The fucking went on. This time it lasted longer. Connie came again, but the Ranger held back.
"Get on top, baby. I want to see how you can ride that cock."
Connie rode it all right. She rode like the heroine in one of the novels she had finished recently. She twisted her body over him, causing his dick to bend inside her. She found one angle that really gave her stimulation up inside, and Connie stayed with it, pumping, twisting until she reached an orgasm that topped all others.
She collapsed on top of him. Her body was heaving as she tried to catch her breath. But the fucking went on. As she laid with the full weight of her body on him, too weak to move, he started thrusting upwards into her pussy. Only seconds had elapsed between her rousing orgasm and the time when he had taken over the pumping.
Connie had climaxed three times. She asked him to finish because of time, and he turned her over and buried his penis, pinning her ass to the sand. This time he worked her harder, slamming into her and making his testicles bounce off her ass. When he started coming again, Connie had her fourth orgasm. She had been given multiple orgasms, a first for her.
When the Ranger pulled out and slowly climbed to his feet, his slippery penis had shriveled to a size that was not much larger than Connie's husband's penis was when it was soft. Connie stared up at it, and thought to herself, 'It is amazing how two cocks could look to be about the same size and yet one of them could grow so much more than the other one.'
The big ranger was tucking his penis into his trousers and zipping up. He stared down at her while she continued to lie weakly with her legs opened. Her pussy was gaping from being stretched and it was still red from her orgasm and slippery looking as his come started to ooze out.
"Well honey, how did you enjoy your rape?"
"It was disgusting. You are no better than a barbarian," she said. But then as she struggled to get to her feet and started pulling her bikini bottoms on, Connie smiled and said, "But now I get to go back out there and finish reading with no more hassle from you, right?"
"You really were reading? You weren't fishing?" he said, playing dumb.
"No Mr. officer, sir. It must have been obvious to you that I was only reading. And besides, in reference to fishing, I never knew what a pole was or how much it could do for a horny housewife until I saw and felt yours inside of me."
As Connie rowed her boat back to where it had been floating before, she realized that her body was dripping in sweat from her intense fuck, and come was pouring out of her pussy and into her bikini bottom in huge quantities.
It was necessary for her to slip into the cooling water, and while hanging onto the side of the boat with one hand Connie used the other hand to pull her bottoms off and let the come ooze out of her pussy and into the water. Her pussy was sore too, she realized, and the water was so soothing to her tortured lips.
After a minute or two she slipped a finger into her cunt in order to pull some more come out because the water was very cool and her pussy had tightened up. In addition, her body was starting to tremble and her nipples were rigid, just like they had been when he had fucked her with that monster of a cock.
Even though he had fucked her twice, and for a good period of time, it had been too quick, too fucking quick. Connie had experienced the best orgasms of her life, but it might have been even better if there had been more time.
As she climbed back into the boat by throwing her right leg up and over, her bottom half was still naked. Upon sitting down Connie realized that the officer had quietly eased his boat up next to hers once again. He was grinning broadly.
"That was a great view of an wide-opened snatch you gave me just now when you flipped your leg up over the side, " he said, grinning evilly. "You wanna know something? It was still red from the great fucking you had."
She felt her face turn red, and then thought, 'Why should I be embarrassed?'
"So how about it baby? Can you sneak away from your husband day after tomorrow for some more fucking? I won't be working then, and maybe we could get it on in my bed."
"No way, Mr. officer, sir. I'm.still happily married, and the only way another man could have me would be if he were to rape me. And I don't plan to get myself into compromising positions."
The officer looked at her strangely, and then he slowly said, "Well, if I catch you fishing on this lake again, I'll have to run you in, or make you pay a fine."
She met his eyes with hers before replying, "Well, I plan to be out here again, maybe the day after tomorrow, and I might see just what I can do with this pole of mine." As Connie spoke, she reached down and lifted her husband's fishing rod, holding it up for the Ranger to see.
"Well ma'am, I just might be here to catch you. When I'm not working I have a boat of my own I can use. I just might be on the water to see what I can catch. Have a nice day."
"Yes, you have a nice day too, Mr. officer, sir."
When Connie returned to the cabin, her husband was just waking up. As Jerry climbed out of bed she caught a quick glimpse of his cock. He had an erection, probably from dreaming. When Jerry noticed her staring at it with what he thought was desire, he pretended not to notice and attempted to hide his penis by turning away.
Connie laughed inside. Jerry thought she was looking at it with desire. I he only knew how I was just comparing it to that nice piece of equipment I just had, he would die.
"Did you have a nice time on the boat, dear?" he asked.
"Yes honey. I got a nice start on a tan," Connie said as she stretched her arms back, making her breasts appear to burst through her bikini top and causing her husband to turn red in the face at her brazenness. Testing him, she pulled her top off, and he pretended not to notice and started to straighten the bed covers.
Connie started to pull her bottoms off, and stopped when she realized that come was still dribbling out of her. She laughed inwardly. Hell, she didn't want to fuck her husband right now anyhow. Besides the fact that she had a sore snatch, Jerry would probably feel really small so soon after the Ranger. Her husband was more wimp than man. If only Jerry would just toss her down and fuck her hard some day. But she knew he never would. It didn't matter anyhow, because now she knew where to find a man who wasn't afraid to use what he had.
As she walked towards the bathroom to shower and change into some clothes for dinner, Connie looked over her shoulder and said, "I'd like to use the boat again the day after tomorrow if you don't mind. I want to read and work on my tan some more."
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MORAL: Never marry a woman who knows how to read.
It's likely she can also think for herself.
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The cabin was located on an isolated lake. There was no television, and no computer. His wife Connie, a lovely brunette with a figure that men lusted after, liked to read, so she was content to sit in the cabin and lose herself in a good romance novel. In anticipation of this trip, she had brought several novels with her.
One morning Jerry returned after several hours of fishing and decided to take a short nap. Almost an entire week had gone by and Connie was growing bored.
Although she wasn't real familiar with the lake, Connie decided to take the boat. She put on a skimpy bikini and went out to the dock. Jerry's fishing gear was lying across the seat of the boat, so she moved it forward and placed it on the floor. She rowed out for a short distance, anchored, and returned to reading her book.
This novel happened to be an especially erotic one about a wife who had gone alone on a vacation trip to Cancun. Connie was anxious to see which man the gal in the novel would end up in bed with, either the handsome executive she was meeting for dinner, or the muscular beach bum she had met on the sand that morning.
Connie was oblivious to the world as she slowly turned the pages. The beach bum had put in a surprise appearance at the door of the woman's bungalow, and she had invited him in. This was getting good.
Along came the Park Ranger in his boat. He spotted Connie's long flowing hair first, and then her tits. The Ranger just had to get a better look. He had a way to do it without being obvious that he just wanted to stare at her body. He cut his engine while still a ways from her and slowly coasted up to her boat. Connie was so engrossed in her novel that she did not hear him arrive.
As the Park Ranger glided up alongside, he looked down at her from his higher position in the motorboat, and not only observed her tits, which were straining to be let out of the tight bikini, but also he noted that her nipples were showing through the bikini. His eyes moved down, and he saw that her hand was idly rubbing the crotch of her bikini while she was reading. He pulled up alongside her, and since she had not noticed him, the ranger kept silent and watched as Connie slowly slipped two fingers of one hand under her bikini.
This was worth seeing for sure. He was not about to announce his presence as long as she was unaware that he was there and watching. Almost a full minute went by, during which Connie slowly manipulated her clitoris as she read how the beach bum had picked up the woman and carried her over to the couch.
Something caused Connie to raise her head and start looking around. She saw the front of his boat out of the corner of her eye, and as Connie started to turn her head in his direction, he said, "Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?"
Connie immediately pulled her hand away from her crotch, and her face turned red at being caught in the act.
"Reading my book," Connie replied...as she thought to herself, "duh-isn't it obvious?"
"You're in a restricted fishing area," the ranger informed her as he admired her breasts and gorgeous legs, which Connie had propped up on the seat in front of her.
"But officer, I'm not fishing. Can't you see that?"
The officer wanted to get a better look at her. If she looked this good lying down in that boat, she would really look good standing alongside him.
"Yes, but you have all the equipment," he stated, while pointing his finger at Jerry's gear.
"I'll have to take you in and write you up."
"If you do that, I'll have to charge you with rape," snapped the irate woman.
"But, I haven't even touched you," groused the ranger.
"Yes, that's true, she replied, with a glance at the bulge in his pants, "but you do have all the equipment."
He had noticed her quick glance at his bulge. He also had seen the novel she was reading, and her hand on her pussy. Maybe, just maybe, and what the heck, it would be her word against his anyhow. The Ranger decided to go for it.
"Equipment? You can see my equipment? Here, let me give you a better look at it."
With that, the officer opened his pants and pulled out his pole, which even though mostly soft, was already past 6 inches and thick. "Now miss," he said arrogantly to the housewife, who was staring with wide eyes and opened mouth, "Suppose I was really to rape you with this? If you're going to accuse me, I might as well get some fun out of it."
Connie stared hungrily at his penis, which looked impressive indeed from her angle far below him. If only her husband... It was hard to conceal the excitement in her voice as she answered. "I think Mr. officer sir, that if you were to rape me with THAT, we might BOTH be committing some kind of crime."
Grinning lewdly, the officer pointed over towards an island. "Why don't you row on over to that island? There's a nice sandy beach there I would like to show you."
Without another word, she grasped the oars and followed him towards the island. Connie couldn't believe it. In the novel Connie had been reading, the housewife in the story had never been with any man other than her husband. After he had carried her to the couch, the beach bum had dropped his trousers and revealed a penis substantially larger than her husband's.
At that moment, Connie had become aware of the ranger watching her. Now, like the housewife in the novel, a strange and possibly large penis was being presented to her. Connie rowed as hard as she could, beaching her boat on the sand.
Within seconds they were on the shore and Connie was on her knees and sucking hungrily on his penis, which he had left hanging out of his trousers all the way to the island.
He was growing, growing in her mouth, and Connie realized that she might have bitten off more than she could chew. There was no way she could take this in her pussy. Shit, she could barely handle her husband, and he was noticeably smaller than this.
Connie had started feeling guilty at this cheating, her first time. It was too late to back out of some of this. After all, she was already sucking his dick. But, she could at least avoid fucking this big burly Ranger. If she didn't go through with the fuck, Connie could maintain some semblance of faithfulness to her husband. At least in her mind she could, because Jerry would never know about this.
Connie was going to have to finish him this way, by swallowing his come and getting it over with. She used all the tricks she had learned to get him off. She twirled her tongue around the head, and tickled the edges of the ridge. She squeezed his shaft with her lips while at the same time she used one hand to stroke him while her other hand cupped his large testicles and jiggled them up and down. Pre-coital fluid was pouring out of him by the buckets, and Connie swallowed the slightly sweet tasting fluid with an enjoyment she had never experienced with her husband.
He felt his penis getting to the point of no return and said, "Whoa honey, hold up now. I don't want to waste this load in your hot little mouth. I want to dump it all in your little pussy."
As he pushed Connie back on the sand before she had time to protest, he kneeled between her legs and pulled her bikini top up and off her breasts, exposing the lovely globes to his view. Then he roughly lifted her ass and began pulling her bottoms off.
She protested and tried to sit up again.
"Wait, I've changed my mind," she said, rising onto her elbows as he cupped and fondled her lovely breasts in his huge hands. "This is cheating on my husband. I've never done that before. And besides, you're too big for me. I didn't think that you would get this big. Maybe we... maybe some other time."
"Time? You need time? Don't think you can take my big hunk of meat? I'm supposed to be raping you, remember? Now lie down bitch, and I'll show you what a rape is all about."
He pushed her back down onto the sand, and without removing his trousers got onto his knees between her legs and pushed them wide apart.
"Now bitch. Grab that thing and guide it into your pussy."
She looked down her body and saw his menacing penis pointing towards her vagina. Her tender little vagina that he wanted to rip open.
"Please. Can't I just suck you off? I don't care for swallowing come that much, but I promise to do it for you."
"No baby. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
She tried to rise, but his body kept her from going any higher than onto her elbows. Connie watched as he squeezed and fondled her breasts, and her nipples grew hugely erect. But down there, between her tits was a view of that...that thing that would tear her apart.
"Please...you'll hurt me. Let me finish you with my mouth."
He snickered. "Then it wouldn't be a rape, baby. I promised you a rape, remember? Now, aim that dick for me."
Trembling visibly, she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing cock. It felt so thick in her hand, like grabbing salami or something. She placed it at the entrance to her vagina. He began pushing into her immediately upon feeling her lips grasp him along the sides of his dickhead.
When he started pushing firmly into her, she gasped and tried to push him away, but it was no use as his strength greatly exceeded hers, and he was on top. His dickhead was opening her brutally, stretching her painfully.
"Please, my husband...." Connie could not finish whatever it was she wanted to say as he opened her tight lips with a head that was almost as large as her closed fist.
He was holding himself high above her with arms outstretched in order to see his cock enter her little snatch. Once he had gotten the head in he dropped down to lie upon her and begin pumping.
Connie was moaning as tears came to the corners of her eyes and then poured down her cheeks. Even with a little time for foreplay and lubrication she would have been hard-pressed to accommodate what he had to offer. With an almost dry pussy, she groaned as he slid further into her, opening her wide and penetrating far deeper than her husband had ever gone.
"Now this is what a rape is all about baby."
He gave her a few more strokes, going deeper each time into her dry pussy that was slowly beginning to lubricate. Feel THAT," he said as he finally penetrated all the way to the deepest recesses of her pussy and his balls landed on her upraised ass.
She was still trying to push him away as he started pumping. "Please, you're hurting me, you're hurting me, you're.... you're.... ooooh, you're starting to feel a little better now."
This was unbelievable. During this little vacation, Connie had read two or three romance novels that were almost identical to what was happening to her. She was an innocent housewife, away from her husband, and being ravished by a powerful hulk of a man.
As he continued to stroke deeply into her pussy, which was growing wetter by the second, her arms went from pushing against his chest to pulling on his ass. Tears were still rolling down her cheeks as her legs slowly went higher and wrapped around him. Connie was experimenting, trying to see how high she could go to take him even deeper without discomfort. She felt his finger slip under and into her ass, which was wet from all the juices flowing out of her and him. His hands cupped her cheeks at the same time, lifting her ass into the air to meet his thrusting pelvis.
He gave her a few more strokes, eight, ten, twelve, each time pulling back and only leaving the head inside her as he started using the full length of his shaft while she continued to moan and squirm under him. He stopped stroking in order to keep from coming. He waited for over a minute, and Connie could feel his penis go down slightly in size as the hardness subsided. He started again, and this time he began moving his hips from side to side as well as forwards and back.
He grew stiffer and Connie moaned with pleasure as he continued to fuck. Her hips began thrusting upwards to match him stroke for stroke. She raised her legs as high around him as she could get them, and in response he lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders.
He was trying to hold back in order to make this last, but her pussy was so damned tight and delicious. Ten strokes, a pause, another ten, and then.
"Oh fuck, baby. I should have gone ahead and shot that wad in your mouth and then gone for another round. I'm not gonna be able to hold back for you...It's getting ready. Now baby, now. It's building, building. HERE IT COMES, IT'S GONNA BE A BIG LOAD!
Connie had felt his penis grow even harder and larger as his orgasm neared. Amazingly, she was there too. Each time he had paused, she was about to come. Never before had Connie reached that point so quickly during sex, not with the two high school boys she had fooled around with but never fucked before her marriage or with her husband or even her female roommate in college during their great sessions of oral sex.
"It's OK, honey. I'm with you," she gasped as her pussy began to convulse in a manner she had never experienced before. His peter was blasting into her, and her pussy was grasping him, tugging at his cock and milking him dry with every contraction of her vagina.
Connie was groaning loudly, and her fingers dug deeply into his ass as she came with wave after wave of pleasure that turned her body into a quivering mass of jelly.
They continued to lie there afterwards. Several minutes went by while they regained their breathing and his penis slowly went down. When he tried to kiss her for the first time, Connie thought of her marriage and her husband. She guiltily turned her head to one side, then thought better of it and turned her head back in order to meet his lips with hers. Their tongues touched, and tears flowed down her cheeks as the passion of their kiss grew.
Inside, she was so wet. It felt like he had pumped a gallon of juice into her. But he wasn't through. He grew hard almost instantly from the kissing. Despite her desire to get back to the cabin because it was getting late, Connie responded passionately.
The fucking went on. This time it lasted longer. Connie came again, but the Ranger held back.
"Get on top, baby. I want to see how you can ride that cock."
Connie rode it all right. She rode like the heroine in one of the novels she had finished recently. She twisted her body over him, causing his dick to bend inside her. She found one angle that really gave her stimulation up inside, and Connie stayed with it, pumping, twisting until she reached an orgasm that topped all others.
She collapsed on top of him. Her body was heaving as she tried to catch her breath. But the fucking went on. As she laid with the full weight of her body on him, too weak to move, he started thrusting upwards into her pussy. Only seconds had elapsed between her rousing orgasm and the time when he had taken over the pumping.
Connie had climaxed three times. She asked him to finish because of time, and he turned her over and buried his penis, pinning her ass to the sand. This time he worked her harder, slamming into her and making his testicles bounce off her ass. When he started coming again, Connie had her fourth orgasm. She had been given multiple orgasms, a first for her.
When the Ranger pulled out and slowly climbed to his feet, his slippery penis had shriveled to a size that was not much larger than Connie's husband's penis was when it was soft. Connie stared up at it, and thought to herself, 'It is amazing how two cocks could look to be about the same size and yet one of them could grow so much more than the other one.'
The big ranger was tucking his penis into his trousers and zipping up. He stared down at her while she continued to lie weakly with her legs opened. Her pussy was gaping from being stretched and it was still red from her orgasm and slippery looking as his come started to ooze out.
"Well honey, how did you enjoy your rape?"
"It was disgusting. You are no better than a barbarian," she said. But then as she struggled to get to her feet and started pulling her bikini bottoms on, Connie smiled and said, "But now I get to go back out there and finish reading with no more hassle from you, right?"
"You really were reading? You weren't fishing?" he said, playing dumb.
"No Mr. officer, sir. It must have been obvious to you that I was only reading. And besides, in reference to fishing, I never knew what a pole was or how much it could do for a horny housewife until I saw and felt yours inside of me."
As Connie rowed her boat back to where it had been floating before, she realized that her body was dripping in sweat from her intense fuck, and come was pouring out of her pussy and into her bikini bottom in huge quantities.
It was necessary for her to slip into the cooling water, and while hanging onto the side of the boat with one hand Connie used the other hand to pull her bottoms off and let the come ooze out of her pussy and into the water. Her pussy was sore too, she realized, and the water was so soothing to her tortured lips.
After a minute or two she slipped a finger into her cunt in order to pull some more come out because the water was very cool and her pussy had tightened up. In addition, her body was starting to tremble and her nipples were rigid, just like they had been when he had fucked her with that monster of a cock.
Even though he had fucked her twice, and for a good period of time, it had been too quick, too fucking quick. Connie had experienced the best orgasms of her life, but it might have been even better if there had been more time.
As she climbed back into the boat by throwing her right leg up and over, her bottom half was still naked. Upon sitting down Connie realized that the officer had quietly eased his boat up next to hers once again. He was grinning broadly.
"That was a great view of an wide-opened snatch you gave me just now when you flipped your leg up over the side, " he said, grinning evilly. "You wanna know something? It was still red from the great fucking you had."
She felt her face turn red, and then thought, 'Why should I be embarrassed?'
"So how about it baby? Can you sneak away from your husband day after tomorrow for some more fucking? I won't be working then, and maybe we could get it on in my bed."
"No way, Mr. officer, sir. I'm.still happily married, and the only way another man could have me would be if he were to rape me. And I don't plan to get myself into compromising positions."
The officer looked at her strangely, and then he slowly said, "Well, if I catch you fishing on this lake again, I'll have to run you in, or make you pay a fine."
She met his eyes with hers before replying, "Well, I plan to be out here again, maybe the day after tomorrow, and I might see just what I can do with this pole of mine." As Connie spoke, she reached down and lifted her husband's fishing rod, holding it up for the Ranger to see.
"Well ma'am, I just might be here to catch you. When I'm not working I have a boat of my own I can use. I just might be on the water to see what I can catch. Have a nice day."
"Yes, you have a nice day too, Mr. officer, sir."
When Connie returned to the cabin, her husband was just waking up. As Jerry climbed out of bed she caught a quick glimpse of his cock. He had an erection, probably from dreaming. When Jerry noticed her staring at it with what he thought was desire, he pretended not to notice and attempted to hide his penis by turning away.
Connie laughed inside. Jerry thought she was looking at it with desire. I he only knew how I was just comparing it to that nice piece of equipment I just had, he would die.
"Did you have a nice time on the boat, dear?" he asked.
"Yes honey. I got a nice start on a tan," Connie said as she stretched her arms back, making her breasts appear to burst through her bikini top and causing her husband to turn red in the face at her brazenness. Testing him, she pulled her top off, and he pretended not to notice and started to straighten the bed covers.
Connie started to pull her bottoms off, and stopped when she realized that come was still dribbling out of her. She laughed inwardly. Hell, she didn't want to fuck her husband right now anyhow. Besides the fact that she had a sore snatch, Jerry would probably feel really small so soon after the Ranger. Her husband was more wimp than man. If only Jerry would just toss her down and fuck her hard some day. But she knew he never would. It didn't matter anyhow, because now she knew where to find a man who wasn't afraid to use what he had.
As she walked towards the bathroom to shower and change into some clothes for dinner, Connie looked over her shoulder and said, "I'd like to use the boat again the day after tomorrow if you don't mind. I want to read and work on my tan some more."
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MORAL: Never marry a woman who knows how to read.
It's likely she can also think for herself.
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