Paul Gable: Beach girl in bondage

"I liked the way you looked in those shots… you know with the mutt like this," Brad breathed into her ear.

Camey should have felt a rush of shame at that suggestion. But instead the girl experienced, an excitement she'd never known before. He was turned on by those dirty pictures of her. How wonderful it was not to be condemned for what she'd done. How many people would have spit at her for what she'd let happen. But instead Brad was turning on to her!

Brad knelt behind her, working his greedy fingers along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her pussy lips so he could work a finger into her cunt. The finger moved along her tender walls, probing around until she grunted with the teasing sensation of almost being filled.

Camey growled, bobbing her ass around. She felt so weak, unable to turn around and see what he was doing to her.

"Want my dick?"

Camey didn't have to answer that question. Yes, of course, her ass pranced for it. She wanted to be raped by it, fucked until she couldn't talk any longer. Brad spread her thighs farther apart with his strong hands. She felt peeled open, stretched. Her knees spread wide on the mattress. Then he tucked under and up, a powerful lunge forward that took her knees off the mattress.

She sighed. His cock drove along the velvety lining of her cunt. His cock seemed so huge, especially after the dog's smaller dick.

"Oh, when you pull back like that… oh, God, I'm gonna shit!" Camey cried.

Her arms trembled and threatened to collapse. Then she let them go and fell against the pillow. Her ass was still high in the air and prancing around as Brad dug his fingers into her soft hips and fucked deep. Sometimes the only thing touching her was his cock and fingers. He had them hooked around her pelvic bones, holding her firmly in his control.

"Oh, fuck, fuck!"

Camey was rising quickly toward climax. All the events of the day before combined with the delicious sensation of Brad fucking her here and now. She sucked in lungfuls of air while the big man climbed her, fucking her powerfully. His dick made squishy, sexy noises as it probed deeply into her pussy. It was heaven! That sensation of his thick hunk of hot meat in her cunt made her clench at the mattress and whimper.

"Oh, baby, no, now, NOW!" Brad suddenly shouted, holding her more tightly.

"Yessss!" Camey screeched back. She felt hot streaks of her juice dribbling down her thighs. She was soaked with her own fuck oil. She wanted to fuck every way there was to fuck now. And when the killing spasms washed over her cunt, making her muscles clamp down hard on the athlete's spurting cock, Camey hoped their fucking spree would go on for hours.

Minutes later they were side by side, his fingers stroking her throat gently while he made small, fucking motions with his thighs against her hips.

"What did you tell Karen?" Camey finally dared to ask.

"I told her everything you told me plus a few goodies I figured out on my own. I don't think we'll be seeing much of her," Brad said, smiling down at her. "Just keep out of her way for a while. I know Karen now," Brad said, smiling grimly. "She'll find another fish soon enough."

"But those pictures…"

"Hey, don't worry. I'll tear 'em up… after I get through usin' 'em for my own enjoyment," Brad said.

Camey felt another rush of joy flash through her. Yes, let him keep them, jack off over them. She didn't care.

As she kissed Brad's hungry mouth, thrusting her hips against his hand, she didn't care about Karen and what had happened… the girl had suffered, but had learned a great deal about herself. Maybe she and Brad would try out some of those kinky things forced on her earlier. As Camey sucked the weightlifter's tongue into her mouth she thought only of fucking and the joys waiting for her. Let the world frown. The world didn't have to know what had happened to her, or what was about to happen.

"Fuck, fuck," she whispered in Brad's ear as he rolled on top of her and pushed her tender young thighs apart with his knees. She could go on like this forever. And with a little luck, Camey swore she would.