Suzie felt her cunt itching strangely as she turned and pressed her ass against the footboard of the bed. She wanted to feel a fat cock inside her again, and soon. She rubbed her ass firmly against the wooden footboard, wet her lips, and gave Harry a pretty smile as she cocked her head and lowered her eyes.
"Are you kidding me, Suzie?"
Suzie pouted, then started unbuckling the belt around her waist. Her skirt slipped to the floor, and she stepped out of it. Her panties followed in quick order.
"I want your cock inside me, Harry. Now!" the teenager shouted, throwing herself backward on the bed and spreading her long legs wide open, shoving her cunt high in the air.
Harry gulped, then crawled onto the bed beside the teen. He reached down and placed his palm carefully over the girl's hot wet cunt, feeling the slippery juices flowing already.
Suzie was moaning. She reached down and grabbed Harry's hand, pressed it harder against her cuntlips, and ground her cunt against his hand.
With his free hand, Harry got his zipper open and pulled out his aching cock – this girl wanted cock, and he'd give her cock!
Even if she wasn't Lynn.
Lynn, after all, was a crazy bondage freak. And how the fuck she could be one of those and at the same time be such a fucked-up prude about regular fucking, Harry didn't know.
He rolled over onto the woman beside him, fitting the head of his cock to the firm puffiness of her cuntlips. Without any further preliminaries, he shoved into her eager and soaking-wet cunt.
Hers was the tightest twat he'd ever felt. Suzie groaned with the filling pressure inside her, and she grabbed the sides of Harry's head, linking her fingers through his hair and hugging his head down to her titties.
"Fuck me, Harry! Ram that huge cock of yours right out my throat! Do it, Harry! Hurry! I'm burning up!"
Never had Harry even dreamed of fucking a girl so hot. But he began fucking her, the tightness of her cunt-walls almost bringing him off with the first few thrusts.
"I'll fuck you, all right!"
Suzie threw her head back and grinned, groaning at the same time as she felt the prick inside her shoving deeper and deeper.
"Fuck me right, Harry! Fuck my cunt good and I'll suck you clean! Suck your cock for you, Harry! Fuck me, Harry!"
Harry loved the teen's begging and her promises. He'd give her the fuck of her life – twice. Once in her cunt, and once in her virgin throat.
Harry grabbed the front of the teen's shirt and ripped the buttons open so he could get at her tits. Suzie arched her back to help him, delighting in the feeling of submission.
He shoved the girl's tight bra cups up off her breasts and dipped his lips to her swollen nipples, sucking them one at a time, making them harder even more.
Suzie wrapped her ankles around Harry's thighs and crushed her cunt harder against his loins, trying to suck his cock right off his body. She arched further and shoved her tit into his mouth so far he had to pull back or suffocate.
"God, Harry! Suck my nipple! It feels so great! You're sucking it just right. Chew on it, baby! Come on, Harry, hurt me a little bit. AHHHHHHH!"
Harry instantly obeyed her and nipped her nipple hard. He began gnawing on the beautiful nubbin, catching it between his teeth and biting, then grinding his teeth over the sensitive swollen bud.
It drove the girl insane with pleasure.
Suzie began thrusting her cunt up and down Harry's cock, rubbing her piping clit faster and faster as she felt herself rising toward a beautiful come.
Suzie threw her arms high over her head, unwrapped her legs from Harry's pumping thighs and spread them wide, pretending she was bound spread-eagle to her sister's bed while Harry raped the shit out of her virgin twat.
And as Harry arched himself off the teen's wide open body, the image of the woman in the film he'd been watching this afternoon flashed back into his mind. He suddenly knew he was going to whip the piss out of Suzie, right where she was lying, on Lynn's fucking bed.
He yanked his prick out of Suzie's gooey hot cunt, and leaped off the bed.
"Hey! Harry," Suzie groaned, thrusting her dripping cunt into the air, still fucking, so close to coming that just the tightening of her thighs was almost enough…
But Harry jerked open the drawers on Lynn's dresser and quickly brought a handful of her black stockings over to the bed. He grabbed Suzie's ankle and began tying the stocking around it, very tightly.
"What are you doing to me, Harry!" Suzie cried out, rising to her elbows to watch.
She was fascinated by the idea. Harry was going to tie her legs open. She felt a sudden increase in her heart-rate, and she wet her lips as she watched passively. Harry knotted the other stocking, then pulled her legs wide apart, tying the free ends of the stockings to the footboard.
"Harry! I would have kept them open for you."
"Shut up, Suzie! I'm not finished with you."
Suzie laid herself back flat on the bed as Harry took first one thin wrist, then the other, and tied them over her head, pulling her arms taut, stretching her body as tightly as she could on the bed. Her body was naked from her waist down, her blouse ripped open and her bra shoved up around her throat.
Harry admired the tight stockings against the pale flesh of the girl's wrists and ankles – and he felt his cock go harder than ever.
His prick was still dripping from the teenager's cunt, and he crawled back onto the bed, moving over her, then lowering the head of his cock to her lips.
Suzie didn't hesitate for an instant before yawning her mouth wide open and lifting her head onto the huge prong of meat, and she began sucking it clean of her own fresh juices.
Harry was gasping with an unbearable pleasure almost at once, unable to top himself from ramming his cock fully down the girl's gulping throat, hurting the back of her throat, making her cry out and try to pull her head off the deep thrusting prick.
She couldn't get the thing out of her mouth! She couldn't breathe! He was suffocating her with his prick!
Suzie felt her head beginning to spin. Sparkling dots flashed in her eyes as her lungs began shrieking for air, and she began thrashing wildly under the man, trying desperately to pull his cock from her face.
Suzie felt as though her brain were about to burst! Harry's cock was shoved down her throat, cutting off all her air!
And suddenly, her tight throat was flooded with Harry's thick cum.
Suzie could do nothing but swallow the thick hot gouts of Harry's spunk, praying that she could gulp it all down before she fainted from lack of air.
Harry struggled to ram his cock further down the teen's throat, trying to force the full length of his prick between her wide-open lips, down into her stomach.
Suzie fought the tightly tied stockings. Her wrists and ankles were rubbed raw as she pulled and jerked at the bindings. Her lungs were about to burst when Harry yanked his cock out of her throat and fell beside her on the bed.
Suzie gasped and gulped great lungfuls of air.
The pressure cased slowly. She felt her head throbbing with pain, her heart pounding like a trip hammer in her chest. Finally, she took in a deep breath and held it for a moment, then sighed long and loud.
Harry was massaging her tit.
Suzie turned her head and looked at him. "You practically strangled me, Harry!" she said sternly. But Harry only smiled at her, leaned forward and kissed her wet lips as he crushed her tit in his fist.
Suzie mumbled a protest against his lips as he forced his tongue into her sticky mouth, and she arched her back, mashing her tit into his hurting fist.
She was getting off on this. It was astonishing! The aching and throbbing in her brain, in her tits, in her arms and legs – everywhere – was driving her crazy with lust. Harry looked up.
"Hey, Suzie, I think I'm gonna whip the shit out of you, baby! What do you think of that?"
He toyed with the long strands of her hair as he waited for the girl to consider her plight. She couldn't do much about it if he wanted to beat her.
But Suzie wasn't thinking about protesting. She was remembering the times her sister Lynn had told her about what their dad had done to her – whipped her, fucked her.
The stories had always had an aura of myth for Suzie. How could Lynn let herself be tied down and whipped? And how could she talk about it as though it was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her?
Now Suzie knew!
She looked into Harry's watery eyes and gave him a pretty smile.
"Whip me, then!" she whispered loudly.
Harry's cock hardened instantly at the girl's words. He rolled quickly off the bed and rummaged through her drawers until he found the perfect item to whip her with – a thin hard plastic belt.
Suzie watched every move. Harry walked back to the side of the bed, folding the thin belt in two, slicing it through the air so the girl could hear the frightening sound as it swished and snapped. He slapped the whip onto the mattress, only inches from Suzie's bare hip.
Suzie winced at the harsh sound of the blow, knowing that soon she would feel that stinging whip on her bare flesh.
It happened before she could complete her thought.
Harry lashed the flexible plastic belt into the teen's tits, slicing a deep welt across both nipples at the same time, and Suzie opened her mouth wide to scream as she arched high off the bed. But Harry quickly shoved a piece of cloth between her jaws, forcing it all the way back into her throat to cut off her cry.
"No sense letting the rest of them out there know what kind of fun we're having in here," Harry whispered into Suzie's ear as he tied the cloth in place with one of the girl's nylons.
Suzie fought the mass in her mouth briefly, but the second lash of the whip caught her by surprise, striking low on her taut belly and leaving a searing line of pain. Again she arched high, only to receive a third blow, this time across her tightened thighs.
She tossed her head about wildly as she tried to dislodge the gag, but it was useless.
Harry struck again.
The whip slashed into her breasts, raising a bright red welt just under the first one, on the under slopes of her titties.
Suzie was in agony. Her body felt like it was being burned. Four red-hot lines of pure torture crossed her body from her tits to her thighs, and suddenly a fifth blow smashed into her exposed cuntlips.
A muffled scream tore from the teen's throat.
Her mind shrieked nooooooo! It hurts too much, Harry! Stop! Please, stop whipping means!
But Harry had no intention of stopping. As far as he was concerned, the teen on the bed, bound wide-open for him, was a willing victim of his lust. The movie he'd watched this morning had given him ideas and feelings he'd never really admitted to himself before, and when the dam of his repressed emotions finally broke, there was no controlling the flood.
Harry saw Lynn on the bed, not Suzie. Those tits of Suzie's became the full sexy breasts of Lynn's. As he brought the whip down again and again, all he saw was Lynn's body jerking and thrashing wildly, in absolute agony, completely under his control.
And poor Suzie could only lie there, tightly stretched and bound, and take it.
She gradually grew to accept the burning pain, and it became so much a part of her being that each blow was like a cock pumping into her, driving her higher and higher toward a climax.
Harry was whipping the teen to a climax!
Suzie felt the first hot waves of orgasm flood over her, harder and more pleasurable than ever before. Her body twitched, jerked, bounced all over on the bed as she cried out loudly into the gag with each new blow on her tits or her hot clit!
She arched high, tightened her whole body, and began coming wildly, eagerly accepting each lash of the whip as Harry finally realized what was happening to the girl. He began beating the thin belt right down into her cunt, trying to slash up inside her body as Suzie came and came and came against the whip, spurting her juices out of her tight hole and wetting her thighs and the belt and the bed.
Finally Suzie fell back, exhausted.
Her whole body was on fire, but she felt wonderful. Such a strong hard come! If she had to take a whipping like this every time, she'd do it – just to feel the final come.
She opened her eyes and looked up at Harry. He was staring down at the girl's badly marked body, and she trembled with both her pleasure and her pain.
Suzie mumbled into her gag. Harry reached down and removed it. The girl worked her jaws for a moment.
"You really did a hell of a job, Harry."
"Hurt, did it?"
"Damn right! But…"
"But what, Suzie?"
"I… I liked it! Maybe you could do it again… sometime?"
Harry sat down beside her and touched her bare thigh, running a fingertip over one wide red welt. Suzie winced.
"If you want it, baby, just tell me when!" Harry said with a sly grin. He took a handful of the girl's thigh in his fist and squeezed.
Suzie bit her lip to keep from crying out her pain. She threw her head way back as she felt Harry move his hand roughly to her sopping wet cunt and begin inserting two fingers, ramming them deep up her tight snatch.
Carl liked his partner completely naked. Julie had no preference, yet. She was much too to have formed likes and dislikes about sex – so far, she liked everything!
She stood patiently and let Carl undress her. It was nice to feel the man's hands working knowledgeably at her clothing, teasing her tits as he slipped the buttons open, tickling her belly button, taking off her clothes and tossing them into a corner of the kitchen.
She was totally naked.
Carl held her bare bony shoulders and admired the beauty of her unblemished skin, the tightness of her muscles, the flatness of her belly and, most particularly, her puffy cuntlips, moist and ready.
He bent down and kissed the girl on her lips, and Julie kissed him back, melting into his strong arms as she felt his tongue slip into her mouth.
One hand slipped down quickly between her legs, and Julie obliged the man by parting her legs wide and thrusting her ass forward so he could massage and finger her moistening cuntlips easily.
His other hand rubbed firmly up and down the incredibly smooth skin of Julie's bare back, running along her slim spine to the small of her back and the beginning swell of her asscheeks.
Julie sucked on Carl's hot tongue, then thrust her own tongue into his mouth, moaning as she felt him sucking hard at her wet tongue, pulling it eagerly and nipping the very tip of it with his teeth, causing the teen to whimper as she crushed her lips harder against his.
Her nipples hardened. Her cunt began to go warm and slippery with her lubrication. Her ass twitched.
She pulled her tongue from his mouth.
"Carl, please get out of your clothes… and fuck me!"
Carl winked at the teenager as he stepped back away from her and shucked off his clothes, and finally stood stark naked, his huge cock throbbing toward her pretty face.
"OK. I fucked your beautiful twat this morning, and now it's time to initiate your asshole."
Julie gasped and clutched her hands together over her butt!
"My… my asshole?"
Carl nodded, taking her by her shoulders and turning her around so he could take a good look at her tight asscheeks.
"Hey! Take your hands away. I'm not gonna spank you… I'm gonna fuck you!"
Julie twisted and looked over her shoulder at Carl, her expression distressed.
"But… Carl… my asshole?"
Carl impatiently brushed the teen's hands away from her tight round cheeks.
"Stop complaining and bend over. Let me see your ass!"
Slowly, not sure she wanted to have Carl fuck his thick cock up her shitter, Julie bent over – only slightly.
But Carl gave her ass a hard slap, and she bent all the way over, her long hair dragging on the kitchen floor, her palms supporting her weight as they pressed against the floor. Her long legs were stiff and straight, as if this was nothing more than a morning exercise to limber up her body.
Carl whistled in appreciation at the perfect contours of the girl's butt-muscles. Her firm asscheeks were nicely tanned and unblemished. Buried in the center, deep between the full mounds of her ass, was her tightly puckered little asshole, dark brown and virginal.
Carl stroked the teen's ass for a moment, delighting in the utter smoothness – like silk. He stroked and kneaded her tight ass for a long time, watching as Julie began moving her butt about as she felt the first flush of lust. Then he spread those tight cheeks wide apart and pressed his cock against the rich brown sphincter of her asshole, and without warning her, rammed inside.
Julie squealed like a stuck pig.
"Ohhhhh… God! It burns! Take it out, Carl! You're splitting me wide open! You're ripping me apart! Ohhhhhhh…" Julie cried out, trying desperately to keep her voice quiet so as not to upset the others in the apartment.
Her head went back as she tried to stand upright, but the impaling cock held her bent over. Carl reached down and took two fistfuls of her lush hair and yanked backward, forcing her face up, bending her neck back so far she thought she was going to break it.
He held onto her beautiful hair as if it were the reins of a horse, and worked his cock deeper into her shit-channel.
Julie was crying and gasping with his huge cock shoving deep, shaking her ass and her head as she tried to plead with the man to pull his cock out of her asshole.
"Ohhh, Carl! It hurts too much! I can't take it up my asshole like this! Please, take it out! PLEASE!" she gasped, her voice hesitating with each thrust of Carl's cock!
"Shut up, Julie! You can take it! Come on, baby! You can take the whole fucking thing… for me, baby!"
Her head bobbing upside down, Julie swallowed with great difficulty but managed to stutter, "Oh… OK, Carl… for you! I'll try."
"Good girl. Now just shut up and enjoy it!"
Carl pulled back harder on the reins of Julie's soft long hair, bringing more tears to the girl's eyes.
Julie didn't know why she wanted to please the man who had raped her this same day, but she did – she wanted to please him in the worst way. And this was certainly the worst way she could think of.
Her asshole tightened around Carl's ramming prick. Carl sighed deeply and shut his eyes as he slowed his fucking to enjoy the tightness of the girl's butthole.
Julie got the idea quickly.
She began tightening and relaxing her sphincter around the fat cylinder of humping meat, bringing Carl to the heights of pleasure.
He could feel his cock getting ready to explode! Suddenly, he thrust deep, all the way up her bowels, and began spurting his wad of cum, spraying her asshole full of jism.
Julie's eyes went wide as she felt the hot spunk filling her shitter, and as Carl began pumping again, hosing the cum into her body, she felt her own climax suddenly wash over her.
"Oooooooo!" the girl wailed in delight! "Mmmmmmm! Fuck my asshole, Carl!" She gasped and grunted with each thrust, twitching wildly through her own orgasm.
Julie's sweet ass jerked all about on the end of Carl's pole. She pulled her palms off the floor and grabbed her knees, crouched down a little bit and thrust her ass back against Carl's thighs, giving them both a deeper higher sensation during their fucking.
While Julie's asshole clutched harder at Carl's pumping, spurting cock, her tight cunt gushed her sweet-scented perfume, dribbling her juices down her thighs.
Carl suddenly pulled free of her hole and gave her a shove that sent her sprawling to the kitchen floor, where she lay for a moment, clawing wildly at her clit with her fingers to finish herself.
When she came around with a shake of her head, she was staring right at the head of Carl's shit smeared cock, only inches from her wide eyes.
"Come on, baby, suck me clean. Don't let your own shit bother you."
Julie wrinkled her pert little nose at the very thought of taking that smelly prick into her mouth.
"Oh, no! I'm not letting you put that thing in my mouth!"
But Carl only grinned.
"Julie, do you have any idea what it was that I made you drink this morning, during your examination?"
Julie frowned for a minute, trying to recall. "No, sir, I don't, but it sure tasted awful!" Carl winked at her.
"It was… piss."
Julie gulped and made a terrible face. "P-piss?"
Carl nodded. "Yep! I fixed up a hose and made you suck on one end while I pissed into the other. Great trick, huh?"
Julie winced. "Yeah. Great," she said unenthusiastically.
"So you can see that sucking your own juices, your own blood, your own… shit… won't be so terrible."
Julie looked at his cock. It was huge, and it was aimed right at her lips. It was dripping with Carl's cum, and there was a slight trace of reddish fluid along one side – her blood – and the very tip of the head was stained brown – her shit.
Julie wet her lips as she looked into Carl's face.
"That's the girl!" he said to her.
Julie took a deep breath, ready for anything, and opened her mouth wide. Carl simply shifted forward, and his fat cock slid nearly into her mouth all the way, until it touched the very back of her throat.
Julie held her jaws wide for a moment, a bit afraid to close her lips around his cock.
Carl locked his fingers into her hair again, this time from the front, and pulled her head forward further. Julie had to gulp and close her lips or suffer a battered throat.
She tasted the strong flavor of Carl's cum and only slightly the flavor of her shit, and after a couple of sucks and gulps, it was pure joy to the girl.
She licked his entire cock, making certain she cleaned every nook and cranny of the rod, and dipped her pointed tongue into the mass of Carl's pubic hair, cleaning the sticky juices from his hair and under his balls.
It wasn't long before Carl felt his nuts filling again. He knew he was good for another blast, and this time it would spill into her throat.
The pressure built up quickly under the licking tongue and, sucking, slurping lips of the beautiful girl. Carl shuddered, then pulled her hair tightly, drawing her throat over his cock all the way, and shot his load right down her throat.
Julie gulped fast, trying to swallow every drop of jism flooding into her mouth, but there was too much of it. It began dripping from the corners of her mouth, dribbling down her chin onto her tits, coating her tiny tight nipples with thick white cum.
Carl pulled his cock out of her mouth and let the final gouts of jizz spurt onto her closed lips. Julie smiled and slipped the tip of her tongue out to swipe up the gooey fluid, slurping it into her mouth before going back for more.
Carl finally released her hair, and Julie sat back on her heels. Carl looked at her tits.
"I like that," he said in appreciation.
"What?" Julie asked, looking down at herself. She smiled when she saw the cum dripping from her dark nipples, running in a little stream over her belly.
With the tip of her finger, she wiped it up and licked her finger clean.
"You're something else," Carl said. Julie sighed in pleasure, wiped the last traces of jism from her tight belly and sniffed it before cleaning her finger with her lips and tongue.
Julie watched Carl's cock begin to shrink. She pouted as it sagged against his thigh, all limp and wrinkled after the magnificent feelings it had driven into her body.
Carl, too, was disappointed. How could he revive his dangling prick? He looked at the pretty face of the girl kneeling before him – and it struck him!
His cock leaped back to life.
"Oh!" Julie cried in delight. "What made it do that?"
Carl turned away for a moment, searching the small kitchen for what he needed to do the job.
"You'll see, baby. Just hold on a minute, and we'll give you another come."
"Fantastic!" Julie cried, leaping to her feet. She waited impatiently for Carl to find what he was looking for, and when he turned back toward her, she grinned hugely, knowing exactly what her lover had in mind.
"Going to tie me up, eh?" she said. "Turn around here and shut up!"
Julie, her heart beating hard, turned her back to the man and put her arms behind her, crossing them automatically at her wrist. She felt a twinge of pleasure in her nipples as Carl pulled the twine tight around her flesh, locking her wrists together.
"Back up against the counter."
Julie obeyed, and at once got his idea. She spread her long legs wide apart and shifted a few times to make it easier for Carl to bind her ankles to the bottoms of the cabinets – wide, wide apart.
She felt completely stretched – as wide as she could possibly be opened – and she knew that Carl was going to stuff that great cock of his up her cunthole at last.
"Bend back over the counter."
Julie arched herself back over her bound wrists, bending far back, and gulped as she felt the twine going around her neck, tightening over her throat as Carl tied her into this bent-over pose. Thrusting her cunt far out, arching her back so that her tits were crushed against her ribcage, all but flat, she was tied by the free end to the faucet on the sink, forcing her to remain in this pose until he decided to untie her.
And without any warning at all, he shoved his revived cock right up her cunthole, all the way into her body.
It felt so fine!
Julie was moaning, gasping, whimpering with pleasure. She could still feel Carl's cock up her asshole and deep in her throat – and it was humping into her cunt, pumping rapidly in and out of her tight twat, driving her once again to the heights of pure pleasure.
Suddenly, she was jerking wildly in the throes of her come. Her body shuddered and shook, arched backward, her wrists aching with the tightness of the twine, her throat rubbing raw against the binding twine – coming and coming and coming.
Carl pulled out of her cunt.
He sighed and sat down on the tail stool in the corner, looking at Julie's bound body, admiring the perfect lines of her arched hips and legs, the trembling of her knees as they strained to keep her weight off her tightly tied throat – to keep her from strangling!
He smiled at the possibilities the situation held for him.
He could sit here for hours and simply watch the teen struggle to stay alive.
Ken stood looking down at Lynn.
His cock was battering against his pants, begging to be set free and rammed into Lynn's body – anywhere – her asshole, her cunt, her mouth…
Ken had wanted this nurse since the first time he'd seen her, walking so sexily aloof down the halls in the hospital, her tight ass moving with an inviting sway, her huge tits filling the front of her white uniform, so immaculately clean and free of the slights wrinkle.
She was perfection itself!
He fell in love with her before his eyes had finished focussing on her big tits.
And from that moment, he'd been in hot pursuit of this tender morsel, ingratiating himself with her er sister, Suzie, first, in the hopes of being invited here. But then he'd just come here on his own, ready to ask and be rejected, and been given his goal on a silver platter, all bound and stripped and ready.
He couldn't believe his luck!
He nudged the woman with the toe of his shoe. She responded with a moan, twisted onto her side, then onto her belly, and raised her ass, offering her butt for his inspection, his use.
But why was she bound like this in the first place? Ken was slightly baffled, though delighted, with the situation. The only reasonable explanation was that Lynn had gotten herself bound up like this, for some private little party of her own. Then something had gone wrong, and this was the beautiful result.
Ken knelt and touched one perfect white asscheek, so smooth and silky. Lynn moaned, and rubbed her bare butt against Ken's stroking palm – like a loving kitten.
Lynn felt the hand on hp asscheek and sighed with pleasure. She knew it was Ken – and anyone was better than Harry – and anything was better than this awful bondage she'd gotten herself locked into. She reached back with her freed hand and grabbed Ken's arm, pulling it toward her gag and hood, gesturing for him to help her get out of this painful gear.
"Hey!" Harry called from the doorway to the bedroom. He walked into the living room and pulled Ken's arm away from the hood. "I don't know what you think, buster, but this broad is mine! All mine! Got it?"
Ken stood up and faced Harry.
Without warning, Ken slammed his fist into Harry's soft gut, dropping the man to his knees. A quick hard shove with the bottom of his shoe sent Harry sprawling backward onto the rug.
"She's mine now, you fucking slob!"
"Well… why don't we share the goodies?"
Ken looked toward the voice. Carl was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, smiling down at Harry, then glancing at Ken.
"Look, boys, we've got three beautiful ladies here, all neatly tied up and ready and willing to do our bidding. Why should we fight over them? I think we're all civilized enough to come up with some kind of solution to this… and I think a kind of share and share alike program isn't too unreasonable… don't you?"
Ken chewed his lower lip. He glanced down at Lynn's bare ass, lifted so high and inviting. On the other hand, in the bedroom there was a teenaged girl he'd already fucked, and he had to admit, he liked her cunt. And bound in the kitchen was a girl he hadn't yet tasted in any way.
Yes, Carl had a good idea – interesting, with a lot of possibilities.
"Sounds like a workable routine to me, Carl."
"Great!"
Ken walked over and held his hand out to Harry. "How about you, buster?" Ken said, spitting the word back at Harry.
Harry gritted his teeth, but finally accepted the arrangement and stuck out his hand for help. Once on his feet, he looked at Lynn. He shook his head. Too bad, he'd wanted her for himself, and now he had to share her with these two creeps.
Still, it was better to fuck her like this than to never fuck her at all.
"Are we all agreed, then?"
"Yeah."
"Sure."
"OK, any ideas for her?" Harry suddenly grinned.
"Yeah, I've got one. This is one haughty bitch, fellas, and I think we ought to give her a lesson in obedience before anything else."
Carl rubbed his hands together. "Let's hear about it, Harry!"
"Let's hang her upside down! Then we can take turns… whip her, piss on her, fuck her… whatever we want to do!"
"Sounds good to me. You, Ken?"
"Why not?"
While they gathered up some sheets and began ripping them into long strips, and hammering a heavy hook into the beam in the ceiling, Lynn moaned and struggled in her bonds, trying to tell them: nooooo!
They were going to use her – all of them – any way they liked! And she was going to be absolutely helpless to protect herself from their worst desires!
She screamed into her gag as she felt one of the men grabbing her arms to lock them behind her back again, pushing the cuffs as tight as they would go around her wrists. She struggled, rolling wildly about as she felt another man slip one end of the torn sheet rope between her ankles, tying it to the handcuffs holding them together. And she moaned in utter defeat as she felt her body being dragged upward, her feet lifting high behind her, then her tits taking the full weight of her body, and the painful arching as her head was forced far back, and the sudden swinging free – upside down!
There was a long quiet pause.
She heard the quiet sound of three men whispering, giggling.
And suddenly, she felt herself being struck from three sides by three hot scalding streams of piss. All three men were pissing on her, the hot liquid running down her thighs and flooding over her cunt, running toward the floor, over her belly, to her big tits, to her throat, to her face. Finally, it soaked her hair under the hood and dribbled off the hood to wet the rug, more than a foot below her head.
And then the whipping began!
One hard blow followed another, lash following lash in a rapid, unending series of painful, agonizing blows. She shrieked again and again into her gag, which was soaked with the piss of all three of her tormentors.
The whipping stopped.
Silence.
Lynn wondered what was going to happen next to her throbbing aching body.
All she wanted to do was get fucked!
To be free of the tight bondage, and to feel a man's cock in her hot wet cunt, ramming harder and harder as she rode higher and higher to her climax.
Even Harry!
"Look at her!"
"Yeah! She's horny as hell… isn't she?"
"You know, the worst thing we could do to her… would be to… just leave her alone!"
Lynn shuddered at the sound of their laughter, beginning to tremble violently as the horror of the idea struck her fully.
Noooooo! Don't leave me hanging! Finish me off! Ohhhhhh! One of you bastards better fuck meeeee!
"Look at her!" Harry shouted with glee. "She's dying for a fuck!"
"Yeah… and I'm going to fuck her, too!" Ken shouted.
"How? Unless we just cut her down…" Carl was thinking about this problem when the idea suddenly hit him: "I've got it, Ken! Harry, help me tie Ken's legs together. We'll hoist him up beside Lynn, and then he can fuck her just like she is!"
Harry was laughing hard as they finished the job, turning Ken to face Lynn, his cock resting against her clenched pussy.
"Help me, you guys. I can't get it into her aunt."
Ken was clutching the woman's shoulders to keep his cock at the entrance to her aunt, and he felt his buddies spreading Lynn's pussylips for him and fitting his prick into her cunt. Then, with a hard shove, he rammed his cock all the way up Lynn's hot wet cunt.
It was awkward and difficult, but Ken got the rhythm quickly. He began fucking Lynn's cunthole for all he was worth – while they were both hanging upside down, dangling from the ceiling.
Lynn sighed with pleasure as she felt the cock shoved home inside her aching pussy.
Finally!
She wept with joy as she felt Ken fucking her cunt, his hands clutching her tits, hurting her nipples, then biting her nipples as he clawed her back with his fingernails, trying to fuck into her harder, faster – against the force of gravity.
And she delighted in the reactions of Carl and Harry to this weird fuck-laughter and exclamations of wonder. They were ready to be hung up like Ken was, too, just for the pleasure of her cunt.
She felt quite proud of herself – that she could hold the attention of three men while two er girls waited on their pleasure in the other rooms.
She was a woman, all right!
And it was her duty as a nurse to help all three of these men to the very best of her abilities.
She felt herself getting ready to come. It had been so long… She ached to feel the release of pressure in her loins, the flood of come-pleasure burning through her body.
And it came!
She bounced like a puppet on a string, twitching madly, jerking and shaking and dancing – upside down. She came and came, spurting her fluids from her cunt like a lovely flower-shaped fountain.
Ken came, too. His spunk filled her hole, overflowed quickly, dribbled down over her taut tummy, and they both jerked together, came together, locked tightly together as they came and came and came.
The room was fined with applause.
"Wonderful trick, Ken!"
"Fantastic, God, what a show!"
Lynn mumbled into her gag, but no one could understand the words: "What about me, guys?" She felt the struggles of the men as they lowered Ken from his hanging position. He got himself upright quickly, and all three men dressed, babbling happily about the three women they were going to share – from now on.
She eagerly awaited the loosening of the rope holding her, eagerly longed for the freeing of her mouth so she could beg them to fuck her again.
But they were leaving.
"Listen, guys, Julie is bound pretty good in the kitchen, and I see Suzie isn't going anywhere too soon… and obviously Lynn here is going to stay put… so what say we all go out for dinner… I know this great French restaurant, across town."
"Great!" Ken said.
"Fine by me!" Harry said.
"NOOOOO!" Lynn shouted into her gag. And she could hear the muffled moans and grunts of the two teens, too, bound and gagged, eager to fuck and suck – but horrified at the thought of being left alone like this.
But she heard them calling from the door: "Bye, Lynn! Bye, Julie! See you later, Suzie! Don't go away, ladies… We'll be back… after a nice long dinner…"
Lynn groaned as the door closed, and she heard the key turn in the lock.