He nearly had all nine inches of the thing in her, the metal bands searing the walls of her convulsing pussy. He was making her cum, and cum hard. The electricity was doing crazy things to her cunt. The muscles were contracting, relaxing, then contracting again. Betty wanted to kick her legs free. All she could do was pull them hard against the leather straps and feel the resulting cutting sensation against her ankles.
David started fucking that thing back and forth in long, slow, stroking motions. The voltage increased then decreased, depending on how far he fucked the dildo in and out.
"Hey, Coach, she's cummin'. I mean, she's really poppin' off, and I don't think she can stop," David said, pleased with his work and pulling out the dildo and handing it to the coach.
"Don't worry about it, David. This one's hot. I don't think she's going to give up cumming for a long time," the coach said, rubbing his prick through his gym shorts.
"Man, gotta fuck this chick. I ain't gonna stand here and watch her pop off without my cock in 'er. Her daughter was a hot fuck. Bet this one'll top even that," David said, grabbing one of the nearby chairs and dragging it over to Betty.
Betty watched as David slipped the chair in front of her, then climbed atop the seat, his fat cock still wagging like a flagpole in front of her. Stretching his thick-muscled arms over her head, he began unfastening the straps – first the left, then the right. The sudden release of tension from her arms made Betty slip back, her heels crashing to the floor. David caught her just in time, rubbing his hands freely over her ass-cheeks, then slipping the chair around behind the hot, frantic woman.
The bonds still kept her ankles fastened securely to the floor. When Betty bent her knees and sat in the chair, she realized immediately a large hole was cut in the center of the seat. Her asscheeks puckered together, sagging toward the floor. She started to rise, but the young stud shoved her back down.
"Ain't no mistake, cunt. That's the way it's supposed to be."
Coach Robinson brought out that awful electrified dildo again, this time having mounted it on a long two-inch diameter pole fastened to a small round stand.
"Thought this would keep you company while you're waiting for your daughter," Jack said, positioning the dildo under the chair.
Betty's eyes widened when she felt the smooth plastic cockhead rubbing up against her ass. The dildo was pressing up against her cunt now, forcing the outer swollen cunt lips in. Betty tried jerking up in her seat. But David only shoved her down roughly by the shoulders. In a moment, the fat plastic cock had forced its way back into her cunt hole, stretching her pussy walls apart and burrowing deep into her body. Betty let out a long groan of defeat, her head snapping back.
"Here, come on, David, can't let her arms go free like that. No telling what she'll do," the coach said.
Betty swallowed hard behind the gagging latex ball once more, her blue eyes moving from side to side. More rope, this time cinched around her mid-arm. She sighed gratefully that David and Jack had decided not to chafe her wrists any more. The young stud slipped the rope three times around her arm, securing both arms with double figure-eights. Coach Robinson switched the battery on that electrified dildo, sending a current into her pussy.
"I think she likes this, man. She's diggin' gettin' reamed out more by that thing than by us," David said.
"Let's see how much more she enjoys this in the end," Jack sneered.
"Man, this time I wanna hear the bitch," David growled, reaching around and unfastening both sets of straps and popping the ball from Betty's mouth.
The woman turned her head around and spat out foul-tasting spit, shuddering as the current from the dildo began pricking her clit more and more.
"Groove it on, man, fuck her in the ass. I did that to her daughter, and she was hungry for cockmeat up there."
"No, no, you didn't!" Betty cried, horrified at the news. "Annette would never… never let something like that happen!"
David laughed, jacking his cock a little, then crawling up on her knees. Betty groaned from the playful weight of his body on hers. In a moment he was standing on her thighs, his feet crushing her. Bending his knees slightly, he wiped his prick across her eyes, her nose, her forehead.
"Man, she couldn't get enough of my prickmeat. If I wasn't so fuckin' tired that night, I could've fucked 'er till daylight."
Coach Robinson slipped under the seat, his cock now hard and hot, jutting up from around the stretched legband of his white gym shorts. Betty shivered again, feeling his hands sliding around the armrests of the chair and touching her belly.
"You're going to have a woman's dream come true – fucked in all holes, and at once."
"No, no, no!"
David's cock in her mouth proved a more effective gag than the ball.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Betty tried twisting her head away, but David gripped her hair tightly, twisting it around until the woman sobbed in pain. Bending his knees a little more until he was touching her tits with them, he shoved his cock to her lower lip. Betty opened her mouth reluctantly, flicking her tongue around the tip of his prick.
"That's it, baby, get a good lick of my meat. Yeahhhhh, good hot lick. Fuck, should've had your daughter do that. She's got a sweet mouth. Maybe I'll have 'er clean out my asshole first, then shove my cock up her."
Betty tried pulling away as if she could escape the horrible flow of words. But David's grip on her hair was too firm. She could feel individual strands ripping from her scalp, the shocks of pain bringing yet more tears to her eyes. The woman inhaled sharply, opening wider. In a moment she felt that fat pole fucking down her throat, felt the meaty prickhead brushing over her molars and down until his cock was touching her tonsils. She closed her lips around his cock, feeling the thick blue veins sliding back and forth, back and forth.
David was grunting happily now, holding her head with both hands, his fingers fanned out over her ears while he fucked his cock back and forth. At times, he shifted his thighs from left to right, shoving his cockhead against her cheeks and making them puff out even more.
Betty coughed, gagging as the taste of his jizz coated the inside of her mouth and throat quickly. It was a bleachy, flat-tasting flavor.
"This'll make it go down easier," Coach Robinson said, spitting into his right palm and greasing down his cock.
Seconds later, Betty felt a rude forefinger pry into her shitter, squirming around and around, stabbing deep into her assguts.
She jerked up from the seat, the ankle and arm bonds keeping her in place. The dildo in her cunt seemed amplified somehow although no one had touched the controls. Betty squirmed her ass against the open-bottomed seat, swallowing down the thick long inches of cockmeat David was feeding her while Coach Robinson slid his knees under the wooden chair a bit more and shoved up.
Betty felt the pressure, the terrible pressure of his prickhead against her asshole. At first she thought he would never push that cock in. His prick was far too big, too massive. Her ass-ring even refused to give way one inch, the pulsating pressure pulling the flesh of her asscheeks downward and inward. He steadied his cock with one hand, moving his prick around until the fat prickhead touched her shitter lips. Betty panicked, her guts wrenching while her thighs tightened.
"Nooooffffff!" she screamed around David's cock.
Coach Robinson nearly raised the chair from the floor with his massive upward thrust. Betty howled frantically around David's mouth-filling prick as she jerked her arms against the rope restraints. She could hardly breathe from the pressure, from the pain!