Paul Gable - Raped daughter, roped mother

Everything about this moment was turning her on. The woman moaned, tensing her big ass muscles until they cramped. She swayed her ass from left to right.

"Like it, huh? Like havin' your ass played with while fuckin' your mind out, huh?"

"Oh yes, yes," she admitted.

Brad smiled again, shaking the excess sweat from his forehead.

"We'll see what we can do about that, then."

Wendy blinked her eyes open, staring blankly at the man straddling her. He had stopped fucking. He had stopped his regular, wonderful pistoning action in her cunt. Wendy knew she was only moments away from orgasm. Soon she would cum, would feel as if her body were exploding into millions of pieces.

She cried out, feeling her arousal slipping down. Wendy could feel him pulling out. She felt the itchy, elastic tissues of her pussy drawing together behind his retreating cockhead.

Desperately, Wendy tried to keep his prick inside. Closing her eyes, she cinched down on her pussy muscles with all her might. She could feel her slick cunt sheath clamping down on his cock, and could hear Brad laughing at her vain attempts to keep him inside.

"Don't want me to leave, huh?"

But there was nothing she could do. Helpless, bound that way, Wendy had to submit to whatever Brad wanted.

"Now, we're gonna have some real fun," he whispered, inching back, laughing at the woman's desperate, frustrated moans. "We're gonna see just how much you can take."

Pie was moving his head down and around. She could feel his breath blowing through her cunt hairs. He bent lower, touching her ass with his fingers once more. She felt his tongue touching her asshole. His touch, the sudden hot and wet pressure against her asshole made her jerk to one side.

"Oh!" she gasped.

Nothing had prepared her for this. Brad was down there between her asscheeks, moving his tongue up and down her wrinkled pink flesh. He was tonguing hard against her ass slit and his moustache hairs tickled her ass flesh deliciously. She heard his gasping, wheezing behind her.

Closing her eyes, Wendy could imagine him playing with his cock, sucking his prickmeat down with his pre-cum and her cunt juice while sucking ass.

"Uhhhhhhhh…" she whined.

His lips were clamped hard onto her asshole now and his tongue stiffened, poking into her ass channel. It was a strange, messy feeling. Wendy growled with displeasure, twisting to escape his tongue one moment, then settled down to enjoy it.

"Good ass, baby, good ass," he mumbled, reaching up and toying with her clit.

The light, subtle touch of his fingers against her clit drove Wendy back up to her heavenly sexual heights. His mouth was on her asshole, his probing fingers in her cunt. Her breath whistled through her flared nostrils now, her muscles tensing so hard they ached.

"Uhhhhhhh, oh God!" she moaned.

He drew back, wiping his lips with the back of one hand. She felt him gripping her raised thighs, inching forward once more until his knees were shoved up hard against her raised ass. For a second Wendy thought he was going to fuck her cunt and she let out a sigh of relief. Then the blonde realized his cockhead was far too low.

"No!" Wendy screamed, snapping her head from side to side. She panicked at the thought of having a cock shoved up her ass.

"What's the matter, Wendy, too much for you?" he asked, grunting as he fit his meaty cockhead against her asshole.

"No, no, take it away, take… uhhh… take it away!"

The blonde was screaming at the top of her lungs, lurching her ass to get away from his huge prick. But she couldn't do it. He had tied her far too well, too tightly to the bed, for her to move much. She was trapped, unable to escape from his hungry prick.

"Ohhhhh…" she wailed.

Brad was puffing behind her. She waited, tensed and terrified, wondering how it would feel having his prickmeat jamming up her ass. He was going to hurt her, she thought, going to tear something inside her.

"Now, baby, now."

There was a sudden, piercing pain, as if her ass would split in two. Wendy's face whitened, and a rush of air sprang from her throat. She arched her back. The ache in her ass radiated to her arms, her legs, her belly. Every muscle in her body throbbed with the agony of her stretched asshole.

"No! Oh my God, no, no, don't… oh don't put that thing in my… uuhhhh…"

Wendy screamed louder. The whole tight ring of her asshole seemed to be tearing.

Brad relaxed for a moment, then sucked in another breath and shoved down and forward once more. His long thick cockshaft bent at the middle from the pressure of his cockhead against her asshole.

Wendy let out another series of strangled cried, the cords bulged on her neck, and her mouth gaped open. With her eyes shut, tears oozed from under her lashes.

It was like a huge lump of rock jammed against her asshole. Before the woman could even let out another shriek, he shoved his cockhead into her. The muscles all around her asshole felt as if they were going to rip at any moment.

"Yaggghhhhhhhhh!"

And still there was a fire in her cunt, a fire she could feel sparking. She wished his prickhead were in her pussy and not in her ass.

"Uhhhhhh…"

But Brad would have his way. He enjoyed watching her thrash like this, enjoyed hearing her screams of pain, watching her face quiver. She could see it in his evil grin.

"No… yahhhhh… a oh no, no, don't oh don't do it… don't do it to me!"

Wendy screamed.

Her throat ached from her desperate cries. She wanted to feel the hard prick in her pussy, not her ass. But Brad kept his cock in her asshole, moving his hips from side to side, holding her more tightly. He gripped her as if she were going to fly away. And still he was shoving down and in, down and in, ramming his cock into her squirming ass beneath him.

"Uhghhhhh… no, ooohhhh God, you're… splitting me… uhhh… in two!" Wendy pleaded.

"That's the way it is, baby, that's the way it is."

She could feel her asshole muscles relaxing, the channel opening, giving way to the constant pressure of his cockhead. Brad let go of one thigh. She felt him clutching her tit. Wendy squirmed, moving her ass back as much as she could toward his hairy belly. She was noticing heat and tension in her ass that added to the sparkling flames around her clit.

"God!" she exclaimed.

Another spasm, this one more powerful than the last, made her asshole muscles squeeze, cramping down on his entering cock. Brad grunted, holding back, his fingers pinching her nipple harder and harder until Wendy cried out for him to let go.

"Gonna go for it, huh?"

Wendy screamed back at him, feeling the painful pleasure of his fucking reaching higher and higher in her ass. Her belly spasmed, her cunt winked shut on thin air. It seemed as if her entire body were out of control.

His wide cockhead buried deeper. Wendy sobbed, tears streaking her cheeks. He was fucking her steadily, fucking his long thick cock in her asshole. His fingers were pinching both her nipples, tweaking them, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers.

Wendy bit her lip. She couldn't even cry now as Brad pulled out, the reversed tugging sucking at her asshole obscenely. More delicious sparks shot through her clit, sensations Wendy couldn't understand. No one had ever done this to her before.

"Ohhh…" she moaned.

Brad paused, grunted, then tensed his thigh muscles and began to shove his prick rod back in. The woman relaxed her ass, spreading her knees and pushing them out. She felt completely torn, bewildered by the conflicting sensations racing through her mind and body. His hard cock was stroking nerve endings in her asshole, nerve endings she never guessed she'd had before.

Her round, firm asscheeks flexed against his pressing belly, searching for more of that fullness threatening to split her ass wide open.