Paul Gable - Raped daughter, roped mother

He was going to do it, she thought, fill her up with his prickrod and fuck her. This was what she half wanted when she arrived. Her mind had been filled with all those vague thoughts, those hidden desires bubbling just beneath the surface. But she'd had no idea he would take her so forcefully.

"Ohhhhh…" she moaned.

In spite of her mounting fear that he was going to hurt her again, Wendy couldn't stop the tingling fire growing between her legs. Just thinking about his wad of cockmeat dangling from his crotch set her clit on fire.

She rolled her ass, feeling his cockhead now against her asscheeks. When was he going to stick his cock into her cunt?

"Unnghhh…" she whined.

Wendy shut her eyes tightly. Biting down on her lower lip, she held her breath. Even the silken belts digging into her flesh couldn't take away the excitement racing through her body now. Her flesh burned, her cunt throbbed and pulsed with animal excitement!

"Fucking," Brad groaned, leaning forward and rubbing his cock against her cuntlips.

Wendy could feel his cock pressing against the top of her cunt mound, could feel his hairy thighs pressing against the backs of her raised legs. He was leaning forward for leverage, holding her while getting ready to sink his prickrod into her pussy hole. She felt his fingers curling, tightening around her shoulders as he wedged his way between her bound legs.

"No, oh noooooo!" she wailed.

He was panting into her face, sweat dripping from his forehead and chin onto her throat. The knob of his prickrod was pressing right over her cunt.

The woman let out a wild cry, rolling her body around once more, the headboard clattering against the wall from, the force of her movements.

"Oh God, God, what are… uhhhhh are you doing to me?"

He was still toying with her, drawing his prick back a little, working his hands once more over her cuntlips. He stuck a finger into her, probing around until she was grunting with the teasing sensation of almost being filled.

It was that almost feeling, that half-full sensation which drove her wild. Wendy grunted and thrashed, wanting to kick her legs out in wild abandon. But the silken bathrobe belts kept her in place.

"Uhhhuuu! Huhhhh! Huhhhhh!"

"Goin' wild, huh, baby? You were fightin' me, and now you can't get enough!"

Brad smirked down at her, teasing her again with his prickhead, then drew back when she started hunching toward him.

"No… ohhh nooooo!" Wendy moaned.

She desperately wanted to feel his cock inside her, rubbing against the folds and hollows of her cunt. What he'd done to her had fired her up to such a degree she needed his cock to put out the flames.

"Fuck it out, baby, fuck it out!"

Her pussy was hot, ready for the first fucking in five years. Her cunt welled up with hot juice. She was burning in her pussy, and her tits ached for another touch.

As if he could read her mind, Brad reached around with one hand and pinched her big nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger until the woman began growling.

She was bobbing her ass up and down as much as she could, drool oozing from the corners of her mouth. She couldn't control her feelings any more. They were running riot, going crazy inside her while Brad kept toying with her body.

"Nnnghhhh…" she murmured.

Brad was crouched now, an animal about to fuck her. They were, it seemed, two rutting animals, beasts fucking in the night, grunting and gasping to give one another the maximum amount of pleasure possible.

Twisting her head to one side, she saw their shadows against the far wall. It looked so sensuous to her. Wendy sucked in a ragged breath as a particularly powerful spasm shot through her cunt.

"God, oh God!" she moaned.

She could feel it, feel his cock now. Her ass was prancing for his cock. She was actually begging him to fuck her with her body. She felt his prick, his wonderful, fat hot cockmeat rubbing up and down against her eager cuntlips. She wanted to feel his bulbous prickmeat stretching her outer pussy flesh apart, oozing into her hot fluids, inching down into her cunt.

"Uhhhhhhh… ooohhhh!" she gasped.

Wendy felt his cock knob settling on her pussy hair, felt his balls resting on her ass. She let out her breath with a low moan, then sucked in another and held it. The woman felt peeled open and stretched.

Her knees were bending slightly. The tension against her ankles increased as Brad leaned forward a little more, his forehead nearly touching her toes and fingers.

"Fuckin' baby, that's what we're doing," he gasped.

"Fucking," Wendy echoed, her voice sounding cracked, hollow.

She felt him fucking under and up, a powerful lunge that took her ass off the bed.

"Ahhhhhh!" Wendy gasped.

The force of his fucking thrust sent his prickhead in, driving along the seepy, velvety lining of her cunt. Wallowing her shoulders against the pillow, she felt every square inch, every vein of his cock.

The woman cried out and gasped, unable to believe what a powerful series of sensations were released by that sinking cock. She begged him to fuck her harder. Tossing her head back and forth, she felt wildly sexy in spite of the belts holding her captive on the bed.

"Ohhhhh, it's going sooo deeeeeeeeep!"

"Yeah, all the way in, Wendy, all the way in, just the way you want it."

In and out, in and out. He was inching his prick deeper and deeper, teasing her with it, squeezing a little more of his cock in each time he shoved down. Finally, his cockroot pressed against her flattened cuntlips. He was all the way in.

Wendy felt his balls resting against her asscheeks, felt his cock jerking around inside her body. Closing her eyes, the blonde thought of his fat, long cock, then thought of her body. She felt pierced, possessed by his prickrod. There was nothing she could do.

Then Brad began pumping, pumping his cock slowly at first, his crotch slapping wetly against her upraised asscheeks. He was doing his best to keep his prick pressed against her clit.

Sparks of incredible delight showered into her pussy, making her more tense, more excited. Wendy forgot about everything. She could only think about his cock, his wonderful prick sawing in and put of her pussy, bringing her sensations she hadn't felt in such a long time.

She was whimpering through her nose once again, the rushing air burning her nostrils while the silken belts tightened even more around her wrists and ankles. Bound and fucked. The idea shot through her mind and she moaned with delight.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh…" she puffed.

Wendy swiveled her ass as best she could, loving the sensation of his belly pressing up against her ass. And when his cock hairs ground against her cunt mound, the joyful flashes from her clit pushed her incredible lust higher and higher until she could hardly stand it. His long bar of cockmeat reached deeper and deeper, driving her up the wall with delight.

"Ughhhh…" she panted.

Wendy could hear herself sobbing. There was a strange roaring in her ears as she moved, grinding her clit against him. She loved the stretching sensation in her cunt, the steady beat of his prickhead against her body. Wendy wanted to shout. She had forgotten just how delicious it was having a man between her legs! "Fuck…" she groaned.

"Yeah, Wendy, yeah, that's what we're doing, and you're doin' a hell of a lot… uh… lot better'n I thought you would."

"Ohhhhhhh."

Her sensual tension swelled. Wendy felt him digging his fingernails into her assglobes, working his cock back slowly, then chugging his prick back down. Hot juice seeped from her fuckhole, dribbling down her ass and oozing into her sweaty asscrack.

Brad had moved his hands back. Now she felt him touching her tight asscheeks all over, his fingertips edging back until the nails scraped along her puckering asshole.