Brenda was helpless now, ready to receive his cock. The prick held her eyes, swaying as the man turned toward her. The ropes lay loosely over her chest, the ends free on the bed beside her.
Carl took one end, pulled it out, grabbed the other end and tightened the cord so it pressed into her flesh, binding the breasts apart. He pulled more firmly and the flesh bulged around the rope. Keeping the rope taut, Carl brought it to her feet, tying it behind her heel to the rope that held her feet.
The second loop of rope over her chest got pulled more tightly, lifting the boobs toward her head, pulling them up sharply, the rope cutting into the skin as he tightened the ends around the handcuffs on her wrists. The roses criss-crossed her chest, ringing the tits.
"Yeah. That's it." Carl ran his hands over the crimped skin, rolling the nipples on his palms until they were nice and hard. He pressed down, crushing the tits, forcing the ropes to cut in more deeply. He leaned on her tits until she squirmed under his weight. "Great!"
Lust spread out of his nuts as he looked down at the thoroughly tied form. "Are you ready?"
"Yes." Brenda looked right into his eyes. Carl would batter her into a magnificent orgasm.
"Let's go." Carl stretched out along her body, his chest sliding over the tits. He guided his cock to her cunt with one hand and eased it in as he pressed himself to his wife full length, touching her from face to feet. The dick filled the pussy and she bore his full weight.
Carl took Brenda's head in both hands, began a kiss, probed with his tongue and curled his hips back to start his fucking. Three slow glides of the cock filled him with pleasure.
"Now!" Carl slammed in with all his force. His arms clamped to her and he hugged her fiercely, drawing the cords on her tits tighter, slicing her flesh with the ropes as his cock gouged into her snatch.
The sudden fury of his attack sent waves of pain stinging through her body. Her tits became mounds of agony; her cunt ached from the pounding tool. His weight forced her into the bed, drawing the ropes on her arms and legs in so they cut at her. The man was everywhere on her, his passion monstrous, his body desperate as it heaved and fucked.
"OUCH!" The pain tore from her snatch. She gasped, thrashed against his driving strength, strained against the bonds, frantic to escape the torment. "Carl. Carl!"
"God. Yes. Yes!" His hands grabbed her ass and hauled her up, forcing her spread crotch to take more of his pounding rod. He dragged her by force until her torso was clear of the beds holding her with his arms as he fucked, his cock stabbing roughly into the warm box.
The pain was fierce, but the animal strength of the man began to conic through to her. She saw the bulging muscles of his arms and shoulders as he hefted her up. His body glistened with sweat, the chest broad. "Carl! OH! God! GOD!" A flood of passion drenched her. Her cunt pounded as the dick rammed under it.
Carl dropped her and lunged for her with his arms, grabbing under her shoulders, twisting her bound tits up to his chest.
His face was only inches away. Brenda saw the wild savagery of the man's lust in his eyes, in the cruel smile. She felt it with every part of her body, her flesh ravaged by his force. And she felt the same kind of primitive need spring from her own crotch. The heat built to a pounding crest.
Brenda's clit was a single point of blinding light. It spread, dazzled her and she shrieked as her body shuddered with pure ecstasy. The brutal force of the man brought howling masses of enjoyment along every nerve. Her mouth opened to scream but no sound came. Just the flaming pleasure, rippling like an angry sea through every last bit of her thrashing flesh.
The storm of lust swarmed through him. Carl fucked harder, his passion giving him more strength. The woman below him could have been anyone. He needed the sex, needed the brutal drives, the massive pounding, needed her cries. He held her by the ass again, crushing her cunt up to him.
All lust, muscle, and hard cock. Carl slammed into his climax. Hard jolts of raw pleasure sped from his prick. For an instant he clung to a fragment of the real world, then the black whirlpool engulfed him.
Staggering ecstasy exploded from his nuts. Carl roared, battered at the hot flesh and sent a gushing stream of cum into her pussy. The gism felt like it was ripped from his rocks, torn right from the flesh. A deep yell of total enjoyment filled the room. Carl came and came. More dense clots of ecstasy crowded from his dick. The cunt ran wet with his thick juice.
The fury of his climax sent more fresh agony through Brenda's cunt. She felt his cock shred her flesh and tried to scream, tried to cry out but had no energy left. Her own orgasm had left her limp, as helpless as the ropes that cut into her skin. All she could do was lie there, knowing that he would soon slump away, as exhausted as she.
"I love you," Brenda whispered.
"You're great." She caressed her leg carelessly. Later, when he was rested, he took off her ropes and they cuddled together to sleep.
CHAPTER TEN
Dave pulled his prick out of Marilyn's curd and sat up between her legs. "Roll over. I want your asshole." His rod shimmered with her cunt juices. "Come on."
"Oh, yes. Yes." Marilyn rolled to her stomach, spreading her thighs.
Dave parted the firm cheeks with one hand, held his dick in the other and brought it to the pink circle that marked her asshole. He pressed the broad tip of his tool to the opening and shoved steadily until the flesh parted and he slid into his wife's butt. "Yeah. Oh, yeah. That's great!" He put more of his tool up the tunnel, easing himself to lie along her back. His hands fumbled under for a grip on her boobs and he screwed the butt lightly, rotating his hips to touch all around. "Nice and tight. Yeah." He fucked with more energy.
"Oh, Dave. It feels so big. Just huge. Oh. Bigger than it does when you fuck my pussy." She spread her legs wider, allowing more of the dick to go in.
"It's tighter than your pussy, too." He let her feel some of his strength. "All slick. Really gets me hot."
"Am I doing it right? Is this what you want me to do?"
"Fine. Just relax and hold still." He humped faster.
"It feels all warm around there for me. Tingly, too." She squirmed, tilting her hips toward him.
"Feels bitchin. God damn. All along my cock." Dave made long, deep thrusts up the soft passage. His fingers played around on her full breasts.
Marilyn snaked one hand down to her crotch and reached up around her pussy to feel his dick as it pumped into her ass. He pressed down with his torso, burying her on the bed. One hand glided down and toyed with her clit and box.
"Mmmmmm, yes."
"Hold still, damn it. You'll make me slip out." He shoved her down flat. "Just let me fuck, will you?"
"I'm sorry. It just felt so good." She lay very still.
"You know who the boss is around here."
"Yes. You are, Dave. I know that."
Dave screwed for a minute, then pulled out.
"What's the matter? Just tell me what to do. You know I'll do anything for you, Dave."
"Nothing's the matter. I just decided to do a really first class job on your ass." Dave stood beside the bed. His suitcase stood next to the nightstand. From it he took a coiled hank of new clothesline. "I got this this afternoon." He ripped off the thin cardboard wrapper and uncoiled the nearly white line.
"Have you got any objections?" He held the yards of rope up for her to see.
"No. You can do anything to me. Just anything." She turned to lie face down again, tilting her cheeks up into the air.