Straddling her, Jack bent his knees, bracing them against the front of the bench. Betty growled, shifting her thighs from side to side and loving the slick rub of her cuntlips.
His fat, meaty cock-knob pressed her clit. Betty let out another cry, throwing her head back. Her long blonde hair swept over the floor. Jack was bracing himself a little more firmly, going down a little. Betty wished she could have rocked her body from side to side. She wanted to do something.
"Good, hot pussy, hotter because of the electricity," Jack groaned.
He was rubbing his prickhead up against her clit now, teasing her, sticking it into her cunt hole, then pulling it out. Betty nearly went insane. She shivered, wishing for a moment he would put the electricity back on.
He slid his cockhead over the greasy crack of her cuntflesh. The woman squirmed as much as she could, trying to slide onto that thick pole of prickmeat. But her body just wouldn't move. She was shaming herself dreadfully like this.
With a forward shove of his hips, Jack centered his prick over her cunt hole. Leaning forward, the big football coach began squeezing the prick into her hot, sucking little pussy hole.
"Yeah, good and hot… man, that's what I was thinking about when I watched you movin' with the electricity going through you."
Jack closed his eyes, drinking in the feeling of a hot tight, wet pussy around his prick. Betty cried out again, feeling herself melting as if someone had attached her to a powerline. She felt the steamy, belly-filling tension increase in her crotch. She was fucking for the first time in three long years. Jack grunted in response to her cries of joy.
He threw himself onto her body, moving the rings against her nipples, hurting her, making her cry into the air.
He glued his mouth to hers, sticking his tongue in, wriggling it around and around while pinching her nipples against the clamps.
Betty fought back, flicking her tongue into his mouth and nearly drowning on his spit. His weight nearly crushed her against the bench. There was nothing she could do against this madness. Her body writhed and tugged madly against the firm restraints while Jack kept slipping inch after thick, meaty inch into her cunt hole.
"Man, this is good, real good!"
Jack moved his hands around to her nipples, pinching and twisting them until Betty thought he would surely tear them off. Jack went back to tonguing her. The woman found herself going mad under him, sucking hard, drawing his lips into her mouth. She felt the inner edges of his teeth and speared the tip of her tongue into his mouth. She could hear him growling against her lips as he fucked yet more prickmeat into her.
The rising furnace-like heat in her pussy made her move her ass again. Betty felt the splinters biting into her asscheeks. She liked that feeling. She tried arching her back when he pulled his prick out. The restraints kept her from doing much. But Betty found that, by shifting her position a little and letting her shoulders fall back, she could tighten her cunt a bit more. She could then feel his cock that much more intensely.
The coach was sucking on her throat now, cupping his hands around her ass and squeezing her asscheeks so hard that the woman finally cried out for him to stop. She could feel those jagged nails biting into her flesh. He kneaded her asscheeks cruelly, pulling them apart, yanking her asshole out of shape. Betty had forgotten about the other people upstairs, about her daughter.
"More of it, baby. Ain't all the way in you yet. Gotta stick all this meat in before you get a chance to feel my cock all the way."
He leaned forward again, bracing his hands on her shoulders. Betty felt the increased pressure, then felt his hairy belly grinding against her cuntal mound. As she felt him grinding against her harder, the woman moaned, sensing her intestines being pushed to one side.
"Oh God, fuck, fuck me, fuck me! Do it hard! Do it to me hard!"
Betty was going out of her mind. She could hear herself sobbing. The roar of her blood in her ears was nearly deafening. She jerked her thighs up a little, the restraints keeping her from moving more.
Every bump of his cockmeat against her pussy sent her higher and higher. Betty knew she was going to climax. She couldn't keep herself from that brink. More perspiration slicked her body, making her thighs slip around the bonds. She was going out of control now, her cunt cinching down on that hunk of cockmeat.
He was ail the way in her now, gluing his crotch to her cunt, kissing her, then sucking her throat until Betty thought he would bite right through her windpipe! He kept slapping her ass, hitting her again and again until her ass was red from the blows. Betty dug her fingernails into her palms again.
"Man, gonna pop, baby. Yeah, gonna blow my load right in your cunt!"
"Wait! Oh God, wait, not yet, not yet!" Betty cried, her voice little more than a whisper.
"Can't help it, man. You're too fuckin' uhhhh… too fuckin' hot!"
Betty thrashed against her restraints, her head whipping from left to right. The insides of her thighs chilled and burned alternately as she felt his prick fucking through her pussy faster and faster. He was about to cum. She could tell that from the way he was fucking her. The strokes were long and fast while his breathing caught again and again.
"Do it, bitch! Come on, cunt, cum with me!" Betty couldn't stop herself. She was feeling that cuntal heat simmering now, threatening to boil over. A deep, sobbing breath escaped her as the cock fucked in even harder than before. Her entire body seemed to bulge with excitement. She couldn't hold back. Like Jack, she was on a course now from which she couldn't turn back.
Jack drew his prick back all the way, leaving only his cockhead in her pussy. She felt her cunt vibrating, quivering with lust, wanting to be filled again. Betty was at that point of near madness. Her mouth opened as she gulped in air. She was going to be cumming. All she needed was that last stroke, that last fuck-thrust that would pitch her over the edge.
Jack shoved down all the way, grinding his cockhairs against her clit while sending streamers of his white-hot jizz into her pussy-hole. Betty exploded, her mind blasting into thousands of brightly colored pieces. She wept and struggled, her body straining against the groaning leather restraints.
CHAPTER SIX
"That hurt… a little," Betty confessed, looking at Jack as he withdrew from her cunt.
The big man said nothing for the moment, relishing the sensation of a slow withdrawal. Betty, too, kept quiet for the moment, feeling his softening prickmeat pulling out, shuddering as her elastic cuntal walls shrank back and touched one another behind the retreating prick-meat. Now reality began trickling in. She was still bound there, stripped and held prisoner in the high school gymnasium by this maniac. Now that she had cum and cum violently, what was he going to do with her?
"Yeah, that was good, real good," Jack said, rubbing his cum-smeared prick over her cuntlips, then bracing himself against the front of the bench. "Baby, there's a lot I could do with you. You really dug those electric shocks."
Betty shivered, wondering if her daughter was asleep yet at home.
"And some of my boys could really do a number on you."
There were some noises behind them. Jack stiffened for a moment, his smile deadening. He looked at their confused pile of clothes, hesitating.
Betty felt herself shrinking inside her body.
What if the principal came back and found them? She could just imagine the scandal. Then Jack's smile returned.
"One of the boys," he explained.
Betty twisted her head around, listening to a soft knock on the door.
"Coach, came down early to work out and… what the fuck's goin' on here?"