"Goddamn, Harry. Ummm. Uh. Uh. Do it, baby. It feels so fucking good. Ummmm," Lynn purred.
Her huge breasts rubbed up and down over the front of Harry's shirt, her gigantic nipples growing hard and erect as they scraped against the soft material. The pleasure drove deep into the young woman's breasts. Her guts went tight, quivering as she felt the vague horny heat rising up within her body.
Harry grunted as he pumped and humped in and out of Lynn's drooling box. His cock thrust so deep he thought he could feel his big prick hitting bottom in her tight pussy.
Lynn was shaking hard. Her whole body was growing slippery with sweat. She pumped and jumped and bobbed wildly up and down as she ground her cunt harder and harder down over the fucking prick.
"Oh, Jesus, Harry, fuck me hard. You feel so big. Oh, God, fuck me. Fuck me!"
Suddenly Lynn threw both arms around Harry's neck and clung to him tightly, crushing her big breasts almost flat against his chest as she grabbed him tighter and tighter.
Her cunt walls spasmed hard.
"God! God!" she cried. She lifted her cunt nearly off the man's cock, then jammed her channel down hard and began shaking violently, her feet flopping wildly behind his ass, her head jerking madly from side to side, her hair lashing both their faces in her violent come.
Her twat gushed her hot juices, spilling the thick fluid out of her pussy in oozing spurts of beautiful liquid. Harry's cock smeared the girl's fragrant fluids all over her cunt mound. His balls banged hard against her cunt, his cock hair matting thickly with her juices.
Harry felt his balls tighten up, and with a loud gasp and a hard grunt, he shoved his dork into Lynn's gushing cunt channel as far as it could go, then blasted her pussy with his scalding come.
Lynn screamed when she felt the hot spunk hosing her cunt. She threw her head far back and shrieked like an insane woman. Her legs jerked and her cunt spasmed on his spewing rod.
Lynn shuddered hard. She drew her tits away from Harry's chest, then slammed her breasts hard against him again. Her whole body was a writhing animal of lust, her long legs gripping his thighs and ass, her arms grasping his neck and shoulders, her head battering his chest and chin.
Harry grunted harder and shoved his cock back into her slit.
His balls clenched tight, and his come kept shooting into the girl's hot body in hot jets, splashing her cunt channel with every drop of his thick goo.
Lynn's cunt sucked, her cunt walls clenched tightly around the hot rod, trying to pull it completely inside, pulling so hard that Harry winced. It felt like his cock was being yanked out by the roots.
His gut wrenched with pleasure as he blasted Lynn's cunt hole. He felt the thick spunk filling her so full that it began to gush out around the base of his cock when he pumped back out.
Lynn sucked air loudly, gasping raggedly as her climax flooded over her. She shuddered violently. Her body shook all over, and her guts twisted into hard, taut knots of lusty pleasure.
Her cunt slammed up and down on Harry's pole.
She loved the sound of the sucking, squishing juices.
She suddenly went rigid, and sucked in a huge lung full of air. Her breasts swelled like giant balloons, and her nipples drilled into Harry's chest through the material of his shirt.
She shuddered hard, and then she went limp.
Harry gripped her tightly and held on for dear life, supporting her limp body with one hand under her soft, wet ass cheek. He humped his cock into her a couple more times, spewing the last of his thick come into her body.
With a loud sigh and a hard shudder, he felt the lust and the pleasure fade quickly away.
His cock was already going soft inside her, slipping out of her slick cunt.
Lynn sighed deeply and let one arm fall from around Harry's neck.
Harry moaned.
"God," he whispered against Lynn's soft hair.
Lynn simply nodded, very slightly, in response.
"You are one hot fucking bitch, Lynnie," Harry told her, his voice exposing his deep pleasure in fucking her.
Lynn smiled against his chest. "Thank you, Harry," she whispered back.
Harry carried Lynn's lightweight young body over to the bed, tenderly laying her down on her back.
Lynn slowly stretched, raising her arms high over her head and spreading her long legs wide.
Harry watched his thick white come dribble out of Lynn's wet slit, opened wide to expose the deep, rich pinkness of her inner lips.
He grinned in appreciation.
Lynn propped herself up on her elbows. "If I go to this party like you want me to, you know, every guy there will get a chance to see my pussy. Do you want that, Harry?" Lynn asked, a coy grin playing over her lips.
"Yes," Harry said, leaving no doubt that he meant it.
Lynn dropped back to the bed.
"OK, then. You asked for it," she said, crossing her ankles and crossing her arms over her big wet breasts. "I'll go as Lady Godiva."
CHAPTER TWO
Janice winced as her stocking-clad knees scraped over the rough gravel. The sharp stones stabbed into her flesh, sending tiny flashes of pain into her legs and hands. As Jim led her by the dog chain toward the house, he used the riding crop on her ass and the backs of her thighs, where the flesh was exposed just above the tops of the stockings.
Jan jerked with each hot sting of the whip. One blow struck her between her thighs, landing directly on her cunt mound. Jan froze for a split-second, clamping her legs together so fast and tight that she trapped the tip of the whip against her pussy.
Jim yanked it out.
He struck her again, this time across both tight cheeks.
"Keep moving, pet," he ordered.
Jan moaned and turned her head backward at the sound of Jim's voice. She chewed on the ball between her lips and made protesting sounds. The whip was striking her harder and harder as they made their way slowly over the gravel driveway to the front door, and she was becoming more and more worried that Jim would go overboard.
Bound and blindfolded like this, there was utterly nothing Jan could do to stop him.
And her heart skipped a beat as she realized that there was nothing she could do to stop anybody else, either.
"Move, damn you!" Jim commanded.
The riding crop slashed across her upper arm, stunning the young woman with surprise. She had expected another sting on her ass or thighs. But this one, striking her arm through the material of the sleeves, stung so much worse for being a surprise.
She groaned and threw both hands forward. Her left palm jammed down on a sharp corner of rock. She stumbled, falling over onto her side.
"Get up," he barked.
Slowly, sniffling, Jan got back onto her hands and knees. She began moving forward again, taking the necessary short little steps with her cuffed hands and feet.
"Steps just ahead," Jim warned her.
Jan moved hesitantly. She reached forward gingerly with both hands to find the front of the bottom step. She placed both hands on the step and sighed with relief.
Thank God that trip over the gravel was finished, she thought. Jan prayed that Jim wouldn't keep her bound all night, and make her go back to the car the same way they had come to the house at the end of all this.
She climbed the steps on her hands and knees. Jim didn't whip her once during the whole climb, but she could feel the tip of the crop rubbing up under her body against her cunt, trying to work the panties between her pussy lips.
It felt kind of nice, in a very kinky way.
She took every small opportunity to press her cunt back onto the firm whip, thrilling to the electric jolt that shot through her when she succeeded in rubbing her swollen clit against it.