John Friday - Chained, whipped librarians

Her shocked wet pussy writhed in dismay, strained to the point that she thought its sleek walls might be torn apart. His breath rasped and his cock pumped like the piston of a locomotive.

Letha didn't stop screaming until she ran out of breath. Looking down, she watched his hefty cock pull out another thrust. Its cunt-gorging length bore traces of blood. She wept and sobbed, wincing her eyes shut so as not to see more of his fearsome cock-shaft. It slammed into her again, relentlessly.

"My first pussy! My first piece of ass!" Rich said, as though he could hardly believe his good fortune. "I just hope the bride-to-be has a pussy as sleek and tight and hot as this whore."

"Won't either one of them be worth a shit after fucking that flagpole of yours," said one of them.

Being a virgin, Rich couldn't stand the thrill of fucking for very long. His huge balls began to quake and burn with a big load. Letha knew it was coming by the way his young body tensed.

His breath hissed in her face and his reaming cock swelled even larger in her anguished cunt.

"I've got to unload!" Richard shouted. Then he dropped on her and came with a roar.

Her pussy trembled and squeezed his fiery prick-meat. His cock surged and her voice rose even higher. Then he shot liquid heat in deep, like a hot lava flow.

Letha cringed and shuddered as she took each searing blast. It gushed with force in places where cum had only dribbled before. Her cunt writhed, thrashing in slick cum like a drowning sailor in a storm-tossed sea.

Each blistering hot wave sparked a convulsion of pleasure. Letha's cunt ached so that she thought orgasm was impossible, but her strained pussy was cumming through the pain. Her shrill cries now sounded like a siren's wail.

"God damn!" said Long Dick. "I think the whore enjoyed it as much as he did."

"Maybe more! Listen, to her scream!"

"And look how she pumps her hips!"

Letha wasn't voluntarily moving a muscle. Her cunt was in convulsions fired by searing hot pain and the overwhelming force of pleasure. Her hips were bounding, her ass flying clear off the mattress as the waterbed pitched and tossed like the North Atlantic in a mid-winter storm.

There seemed to be no end to his jism supply Rich fired all that a normal man would, before even catching a breath. Then he gasped, ground in, and gave her more.

Letha felt her smoldering depths fill with cum, a fast-rising tide of slippery cream. It greased his horrendously long prick and made the searing heat friction something her strained pussy could bear.

Instead of pain, she felt an eerie sensation of spreading liquid heat. His huge cock slipped freely in her wringing-tight cunt. Letha began to grunt and moan, too breathless to screw.

"It's good now and getting better," she said. "Fuck me, Rich! Fuck me hard! I really want you to enjoy your first time."

"I'm enjoying it already!"

"But you will even more. And don't worry about that wife of yours having been fucked before. Believe me, no woman has been really fucked until she feels a cock the size of yours!"

Richard laughed.

"I still am frightened some," Letha said between shuddering hot blasts of cum. "I know I'll have to suck your cock and I don't think I can swallow it all."

"Shit," Long Dick said. "I've never found a woman who could eat all of mine."

"Don't get too anxious for her to try," Rich said. "It's my party and she's mine until my dick won't stand."

"Christ, that could take all night," another voice complained.

"That's why we got a party planned to last three days," Long Dick said. "The rest of you guys might as well get drunk and then sleep it off. You're sure to wake up before Rich and I are through."

Letha moaned, part with pleasure and part with fear. Rich's violent eruption of cum was finally slowing. But there were fifteen cocks waiting, each one swollen harder by watching the gyrations of her wild climax in chains.

Sixteen cocks in a line three days long seemed more than even a real whore should have to cope with.

Rich sagged breathless when he'd fired his last shot.

"Okay, baby. That's it. That's all I got." His cock quaked with dry aftershocks.

Quicksilver cum gushed from her over-filled hole as his cock weakened a little. It was like opening the flood gates of a dam. Slippery hot cum ran down to wet the crack of her ass and puddle under its cheeks. The flood of jism made it squirm. Letha winced and muttered a prayer, hoping that Richard was too young and innocent to think of fucking her there. But then she realized one of the more experienced youths would surely suggest it – when they'd all fucked her pussy weak, they would start thinking about a tighter and more enticing hole.

Letha found herself cringing, longing for the loneliness of widowhood, and the boredom of a dreary job at the library check out desk. By the time all the horny celebrants were through with her in three days, she doubted that she'd even be able to sit in her chair.

Rich caught his breath, rolled off the bed and stood beside it looking deeply pleased, his monster cock sheened with cum. Drained and sated, his prick started to sag, shrinking back to something nearer normal proportions.

Long Dick said, "Okay, guys, unsnap her chains from the bedposts and help our luscious librarian to her feet."

Letha heaved a sigh of relief. "Are you letting me go?"

"Go? Are you kidding?" Long Dick laughed heartily. "No, whore. You're going to cum! You're going to cum and cum and keep cumming."

"I'm not a whore!" Letha sobbed. "I really am a librarian. Richard knows me."

"I never saw you before in my life."

"Not like this, but…"

With the ends of her four chains freed from the bedposts, Letha was pulled off the bed and onto her feet so roughly that she cried out.

"Get down on your knees," Long Dick told her. "Our buddy Rich has never had his prick sucked, and who knows when his little wife will work up courage enough to try swallowing all he's got?"

"Yeah, and we don't want him to wait…"

Hands pressed on her shoulders from behind, forcing Letha onto her knees. They pulled the chains connected to her wrist cuffs so that her arms crossed in her lap. Then they circled the extra length around her waist and chest, pulling tight so that she was bent back, teetering on her knees. They snapped the loose end of her wrist chains to the shackles locked around her ankles.

The leg chains were raised and looped around her neck, pulled snug and run beneath her arm, then crossed just below her heaving tits and yanked down to snap onto her wrist cuffs. Letha could hardly move.

Her tense, cum-glazed body was pulled forward by one set of tightly wrapped chains and wrenched back by the other. Long Dick looked at their helpless prisoner with a warped grin. "Okay, librarian… it's time to open the branch upstairs. There's still a lot our guest of honor needs to learn."

"Nungh!" Letha said with teeth tightly clenched. Then she shuddered, remembering how she and Jim had forced Ellen to open her unwilling mouth to eat cunt. Could this bunch be any less demanding?

She cringed, wondering if telling them to take off her long black wig would do any good. Richard Sims would recognize her then, but would that make any difference to a horny young man who wanted his cock sucked for the first time?

Probably not. He might like filling the timid throat of a librarian even more than face fucking a lowly whore. And to say anything at all she'd have to open her mouth. He stood right before her, smiling down, his half-limp glossy cock in hand.

"You better take it in before I get fully hard," he said.

Letha winced her eyes shut and shook her head, thinking about almost fourteen inches of thick cock swelling hard in her sleek throat.