Suddenly the tiny gap relaxed with the pressure and his cock slid remorselessly in and down.
Even as he gave a few, very quick, back and forth thrusts getting her throat used to the feel he looked at her neck with satisfaction as he saw it had swollen slightly to take it all in. "Right hang on now," he said almost jovially, and pushed hard. A full four inches slid in and he felt the constriction around it as her throat spasmed and she started to gag. He pulled out quickly not wanting to damage her too much. As soon as she could she drew in deep ragged breaths, coughing, spluttering and choking all at the same time.
Her mouth and nose were now running with a mixture of saliva and tears adding to the strands already attaching her mouth to her breasts. Her chin was a sopping swamp of wetness. Once more he thrust it back in and once more he felt it slide into her throat. This time gripping the back of her head even tighter he thrust even harder and with satisfaction felt it slide passed her throat and into her gullet. Her eyes rolled up into their sockets and she weakly tried to push him away. Before she lost consciousness all together he withdrew to give her another brief respite. He let go of her head and took her swaying breasts in each hand squashing them hard over his rigid cock and dangling balls.
It felt good to have the pliable flesh rubbing against him, and it felt even better to know he could do it at all and that she was his for the duration. But he was there for more than just a tit fuck. For ten minutes he used her mouth and throat until she could take some of him without gagging. But he wasn't there for a deep throat job either. As he fucked her mouth he looked around the bedroom and saw what he wanted on the dressing table. A few more enjoyable minutes keeping himself under control for the greater pleasure to come then he withdrew from her lips completely leaving her breathing heavily still sitting on the bed.
He went across to the dressing table and picked up the jar of cold cream that was there. "Get on the bed and lay on your stomach." he said as he went back to where she was sitting. Wearily she did as she was told placing her head on her folded arms. "No I've changed my mind, come off the end of the bed so your kneeling then bend forward." She did exactly as he said. He approached her unscrewing the cap on the small jar as he did so. He scooped out a third of the cream onto his fingers and pushing his hand between her arse cheeks began pushing it into her anus. She jumped and looked back over her shoulder.
"W...w...what are you doing?" she asked nervously dreading the reply she knew she was going to get. "What the fuck do you think I'm doing," he said scooping some more cream and cramming it further up into her arse, "I'm putting cream up your arse, and do you know why I'm putting cream up your arse? I'm putting cream up your arse because I'm going to fuck it!"
A wail escaped from her mouth. "No please... please don't, I've never done that before, I won't be able to I know I won't...I'm too small for you. Please I'll do anything else you want but not that please not tha..."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he roared. "Jesus when you start talking you don't stop do you?" Another dollop of cream was inserted. "I...I...I'll do anything else you want, I promise I'll be good. He hesitated. "Anything?" he asked. "Yes...yes anything I'll suck you so you come in my mouth, I'll even swallow you deep down my throat, I think I can do that now." Again he hesitated. She was babbling of course using any defence she could to stop him from going ahead but all the same...Being the nice little suburban housewife she was she could have no idea what perversions he could make her perform if he wanted.
Then he shook his head.