Brenda reached back, grabbing Carl's butt, wriggling her naked cheeks to his legs. She lifted her arms to let Carl pass another length of rope around her, this one passing just below her tits. "Make them good and tight, Carl." She touched her nipples, twirling them until they stuck up firmly, throbbing with desire.
Carl crossed the lengths of rope behind her back, then ran the long ends over her shoulders, crossing them at the front of her throat, then drawing them down between her boobs, forcing the jugs apart. He pulled tighter and the flesh bulged around the cord.
"Tighter, Carl." Brenda pinched her nipples until they hurt slightly.
"Like this?" He tugged; the rough rope bit in.
"Oh, yes. That's it." She wriggled beck against his torso, arching her chest forward to draw the bonds even tighter. "I love it when it hurts."
Carl made a double knot in the small of her bat, then touched around to play with her breams.
Brenda fumbled with the man's belt buckle. "Get me started, Carl. Turn me on but good." Her fingers grabbed for his swelling prick in his pants.
Carl's hand went to her cunt, touching all over the dark triangle, one finger probing barely inside. His thumb found the clit and bore down sharply.
"Ohh. Oh, yes." Her pussy turned all creamy and she moaned with real passion.
Carl's other hand joined the first in playing with the snatch.
"Oh, Carl, Carl." Her twat was wet now. She popped open the belt and tried to pull down the zipper.
"Not yet, honey. Get my shoes off first." He pushed her roughly toward the floor.
Brenda fell to her knees and swiveled around. When she got out of the way the bulge in Carl's pants showed clearly. A full hard-on stuck down toward his right knee. His loafers came off easily and he held up his feet one at a time to let Brenda slide off his socks.
Brenda reached up and ran her hand lovingly along the large bulge.
"You really want it, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Carl. All of it." Her hand grasped the rod firmly. "I want it inside me. In my cunt."
"Lie out on the floor. Right close to Tony and Linda. I want them to have a good close look."
Brenda dropped to her back, arms stretched over her head, legs spread. She arched her breasts up toward Tony and the ropes made the flesh bulge. Carl went back to the cabinet and got another length of rope. He came back to Brenda and crouched above her head, winding the rope around both wrists to hold them together, then tying it off to the leg of the couch. "That's to keep her hands out of the way, Tony. Otherwise she goes crazy for my body. And you can see better, too." He stood facing Linda, just a few feet in front of her and dropped his pants, shoving the shorts down with them. His cock sprang right up, thick, heavy, swooping out of a swarming mass of dark crotch hair.
Linda caught just a glimpse of the prick and gasped. It was thicker than Tony's, but not as long. But looked more powerful, almost threatening, and darker, almost maroon, with the broad end almost glistening. The balls were half-hidden by the tangled hair. More hair swarmed down the legs. The thighs were massive, powerful, like the rest of the man.
Linda tried but could not keep her eyes closed. She kept staring at the hefty dick.
"Hey, Linda," Al called out, "if you don't like his pecker, how about taking a look at mine?" He opened his fly and hauled out his mostly stiff prick pumping it with his fingers to get it all the way hard. The shaft showed in front of his pants, bright pink, the end widening as his hand moved faster.
"Al knows how to use it, too. Real good."
Karen's fingers delicately traced the outline of the man's tool.
Linda looked at Al's organ for a moment, then gave her attention back to Carl's crotch as the man turned and bent toward Brenda.
"You want same head?" Brenda asked.
"No. I'm ready to fuck." He spit on his hand and smeared it on the end of his dick, then crouched over the naked figure, hunching as he lowered his body, stretching out to bring his cock to the cunt.
Carl's torso touched her tits first, forcing the ropes to cut in. He leaned down, making her bear most of his weight and pain spread through her boobs where the gouging ropes touched.
Carl used his hand to fuck just the end of his dick into the ready cunt, then took his hand away and skillfully curled his hips under, moving all of his dick into the warm box with one long steady push.
"Ohhhhh." Brenda melted under the stroking prick. His crotch touched her clit and the lust pumped briskly. She arched her body to him, wanting more cock.
Carl started to fuck with slow, steady thrusts, moving his arms to the side, pressing down on the tied tits with his chest.
Brenda moaned, real passion flowing as the man screwed with growing strength, his body touching hers all down the front, their legs meeting past the knees.
Carl spread his legs, then held himself up on his arms, only his dick touching Brenda. He looked up at Linda. "Can you see it, kid? Can you see my cock going into her cunt?" He moved just the end of his rod around, allowing the blonde to look between their bodies and see the action.
"Uh… uh…" She could not quite speak, but her eyes were glued to the crotches as Carl began to thrust with greater speed. His eyes found hers and they looked right at each other.
"How about it, Linda? You want to try my dick? Just for a change? See if I'm better than Tony. How about it?" He grinned, stabbing with his whole tool into Brenda's cunt.
"Uh… uh, no." She could not take her eyes from the man.
"You can fuck me, Tony," Brenda said. "I'd love to find out how good you are." She smiled up at the guy.
"No," he said coldly, but his eyes did not leave her tits and crotch.
Carl lay on Brenda again, his ass pumping faster. One hand groped under Brenda's tail, hefting the woman's crotch up to meet his drives.
Brenda responded, lifting her knees to flank his sides, allowing more rod to go into her slick box. Lust started to grow in her crotch and her clit began to burn. The man's crotch slapped on it with each heavy thrust and she felt her cunt start to run with juice.
"Hard, Carl. Oh, hard!" She moaned, head tossing on the floor as passion began to break loose between her legs. His torso crushed her tits, the ropes digging into the tender flesh and she began to come, the full rush of lust bursting from her crotch as her feet went toward the ceiling. She gasped and moaned, lost in the brisk delights.
Carl's hands gouged into her butt – cheeks and she felt him heave her from the floor, dragging her out until the ropes at her wrists cut in. He held her tightly, digging with his prick until she came, almost howling with pleasure.
The climax faded but the high pleasure kept flowing as the man fucked faster.
Carl bent back, looking right at Linda as he fucked. His body wavered, then he spread his legs, and held himself nearly upright, fucking Brenda steadily as he looked right into Linda's eyes.
Linda felt helpless, lost and frightened. The man's plunging dick seemed to be just inches away, his massively strong body moving well, his arms holding the woman off the floor, her legs tightly gripping his body.
Carl's eyes seemed to bore in, penetrating the way his cock went into Brenda's snatch. The look on his face was pure lust, raw male desire.
And she began to respond to it. Just a small rustling thrill, but she knew it. It seemed as though Carl was fucking her. Her, not Brenda. Like his cock was in her pussy, all thick and hard and hot. Carl bent lower, still looking at Linda. His body tensed, then the hips thrashed faster, the ass bunching into knots.
Linda watched and saw the man start to come, looked at his body, at his driving dick, at his powerful arms. And at his eyes, the eyes burning right through her, slicing, stripping her, baring her flesh, exposing her cunt. His cock slammed in like a piston and he grinned savagely.