Paul Gable: Raped daughter, roped mother

"Oh, yeah, yeah, move that ass. Come on, move it real nice, nice for me," Brad crooned.

His breath was blowing harder against her face, panting against her forehead, and his fingers continued, to work her stiffening nipples.

Wendy closed her eyes once more, imagining how it must look with her tied up in that obscene position, arms and legs bound together by those silken cords. She pictured Brad, his cock spearing into her asshole, splitting her asscheeks in two while his hands roamed freely over her tits.

Easter and faster, in and out, the sliding cock sent fiery thrills through her body. Wendy felt her guts filling with his prick. Her asshole lips were catching on fire as Brad fucked harder and harder.

"Fuckin' tight ass, Wendy. Nobody's ever done this to you, have they?"

She couldn't say a word.

"You don't have to answer me, baby. I can tell… uhhh… can tell when I've got a virgin ass around. And, man, this asshole feels right tight and good against… ughhhh against my… my cock!"

Brad was stammering, his voice tight, hoarse, cracked, as he fucked furiously. Then he paused for a moment, waiting for his excitement to calm down before fucking hard and fast again.

"Oh, no, no, you're… you're going to cum in… in my ass?"

Wendy bit her lower lip again, drawing blood. She felt the mounting pressure in her cunt match the rioting sensations in her asshole. Somehow they were connected. In some strange way his assfucking was making her cunt hot all over again, making her pussy muscles cramp and clutch as Brad's cock kept on fucking her asshole.

"Ohhhh, man, soon, soon gonna dump my… uhhh… dump my load in your ass."

"Ooohhh!"

Desperately, the woman ground her teeth together, whipping her ass up and down. She pulled and tugged at the silken bonds until she thought the belts were going to slice her wrists and ankles in two.

She had to have his cock in her cunt. It wasn't fair, Wendy thought, to work her up that way, and then pull out and fuck her ass. She had to have that hunk of prickmeat sliding in and out of her pussy, touching her clit.

"Fuck… fuck me," she cried shamelessly.

Brad guessed what she was thinking, and snickered at her distress. He kept fucking her in the ass, his fingers now straying down from her tits to her pussy and toying with her clit and cuntlips.

It was too much, for her to stand. She whimpered and begged him to pull his cock from her ass and put it in her cunt.

"Yagggghhhh…" she moaned.

Yet part of her mind wanted more cock in her ass. Being fucked in the ass or having a man's prick in her asshole was exciting in its own way. The silk cutting into wrists and ankles, the strange position she was in, the beating, and now this assfucking, both elated and repelled her.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Brad panted.

Wendy shivered from the force of his fucking blows. The tempo of his ass-ripping cock increased. Wendy found herself squeezing her asshole muscles tightly around his prickmeat, trying to drag out more of those sensuous tingles from her nerves.

She didn't care how much it hurt her, how much her mind was revolting against the idea of having his cock in her ass. She just wanted to have his cock drive into her again and again, until the spinning excitement in her asshole exploded.

Brad fucked with all his might. He shoved back and forth, in and out, his flesh glistening with sweat while his muscles tightened and bulged. His head was tilted back and his eyes were closed. From between parted lips he snorted little grunts of pleasure.

"Oh, oh, ooohhh…" Wendy responded to his thrusts.

Nothing could stop her rush of feelings now. Ass or cunt, it didn't matter. Wendy could feel the orgasm rushing up from the depths of her body, spreading to all her nerve endings.

She cried out wildly, her fingers clawing her wrists, the soles of her feet. Her cuntlips milked more juice from her pussy hole while heat slicked up the sides of her clit. She jerked her head to one side and breathed heavily.

"Uhhhhhh…" Brad gasped.

All of her senses were focused on her cunt and her asshole. Her stretching, tearing ring of ass muscle gained more and more pleasure from Brad's fucking prick rod. Wendy panted and went blank. She was being fucked, fast and hard by his cock.

The way her cunt responded now made the woman almost numb to any pain in her ass. She was even beginning to like what was happening. The jam of his cock in her asshole, the idea of being roped, tied, then fucked in the ass, excited her. She whimpered and jerked, her body alive, writhing under his stabbing cock.

"Go for it, bitch, go for it!"

Brad grunted loudly now, his cock pulling out, sucking her guts down. Only the head of his big prick stayed inside her asshole.

Wendy cried again, feeling the flaring sides of his cockhead tugging at the lining of her ass walls, puckering them outward. The woman screamed, bunching her ass back and forth in fast strokes.

"Yeah, yeah…" he huffed.

With another grunt, Brad rammed his cock back into her ass. Wendy screamed and her arms tugged viciously at the binding belts. His cock slammed into her repeatedly. The big man shouted as his body bounced against hers. And then he was cumming, firing his load into her ass. She could feel his cum shooting into her asshole.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh."

"Fuck, baby, fuck, I'm… ughhh… I'm blowin' my wad in you!"

Wendy's pussy sucked shut on thin air. She could almost hear the cunt walls slapping against one another. Her body thrashed madly oh the bed, her toes cramping, her fingers straightening and trembling as his white-hot jism spattered against her ass chute. "Unnnnhhhh…" she groaned.

The lightning jolts of heat in her cunt amplified the spasms in her ass. Wendy's mind centered on her ass and clit. Every movement of Brad's cock, every feeling of his prick spurting and slipping through more firing jizm sent her reeling higher.

"No!" she cried, feeling her cunt catch fire and explode.

She was cumming, climaxing without having a cock in her cunt. She wept crazily and her head snapped back and forth while she tugged wildly at the restraining belts. Chills rushed up and down her spine, exploding into her overloaded brain, as more and more jism shot from his prickhead and filled her ass.

Again she felt her pussy muscles snapping, convulsing, cramping as her clit vibrated wildly. Wendy was cumming more powerfully than ever before in her life. It shot her into a world beyond her physical senses.

"Ooohhh…" she cooed.

Wendy felt her world whirling around as her cunt slackened, the climactic waves ebbing until she sagged from her bonds on the bed. Brad was pulling out, grunting with satisfaction.

"Man, oh man, good hot pussy. Made me shiver like hell when you came that way, baby," he said, pulling his wide, throbbing prickhead from her cunt.

The blonde closed her eyes in defeat, feeling his warm cum oozing from her ass and dribbling down her asscheeks. She had fucked a man, had really gotten laid. That's what she'd hoped for this evening, that Brad would take her home and fuck her. But she hardly thought he'd do something like this to her.

"Please… please untie me and let me go home," she whispered, turning her face up to him after several minutes of silence had passed.

Brad grunted again, reaching up and slowly unknotting the belts that held her wrists to her ankles. Wendy let out a shuddering groan of thanks. She felt her legs cramping down, her knees bending, her feet slipping away from the headboard and tumbling down to the mattress. She stretched and rocked her body slowly from side to side as she tried to work the cramps from her muscles. To one side she could still hear Brad breathing heavily.

"What about…" she began.

Wendy stared up at her wrists which were still held tightly to the headboard.