Paul Gable - Tied up cousin

"Mmmmmmmm!"

The sounds coming from her mouth could have been screams. But Billy's mouth blocked the way. The young boy hoped they were screams. Knowing he had tied and beaten his cousin into a sexual frenzy nearly made him shoot his wad right there.

Carol could taste his spit running down her throat. And even though one part of her wanted to claw him to pieces, another part enjoyed the flames of wild thrills building higher and higher in her pussy. Her body didn't care about how her cousin was treating her. Her body wanted more excitement, more stimulation. She felt his hot breath against her forehead, in her nostrils. Carol knew he was going to fuck her again, fuck her without mercy, fuck her with those horrible-looking screws pulling her labes apart. She didn't care. Yes, those clamps were actually adding to the excitement. Their screw-like handles were rubbing against her slick, velvety cuntal surfaces, drawing more juice up from her snatch.

"Nnnnghhhh!"

The pressure of the screws on her cunt-lips and nipples made her beg silently for Billy's cock. She thought of the first time he fucked her and she gasped for air. Now she could feel his dick rubbing against her inner thighs, sliding up and down her legs, getting closer to her snatch. There was still some pain. And something told the young girl that the pain would actually make her orgasm that much more intense.

"Ohhh, baby, hey, get that dick outta my face!" Billy cried out. Ron had become carried away and shoved his dick over the girl's face nearly into the farm boy's eye.

"Sorry. Shit, almost came," he panted.

Carol felt wild thrills surge through her as Billy shoved his fat cock into her belly. He ground his hips from side to side, sliding the fat, overheated dick-head over her sensitive flesh. Carol felt the hot tip and groaned once more. Tears streamed out from under her closed eyes. Her face was a mask of lust and desire as she gasped loudly. Billy still was tonguing her wildly, clawing at her writhing body. Her head throbbed with desire as she felt the two dicks working in her hair. The two boys above her were getting hotter, jacking off in her blonde hair. She'd be swimming in a sea of jizz soon.

"Man, you're somethin' else," Billy gasped, pulling his mouth away from hers. Soon his lips were all over her face, kissing her cheeks, her throat, sucking her tits. His fingers traveled over her body, pinching her nipples. He used the flat of his palm to massage her clit, dipping his fingers into her hole to draw up more juice.

Hate filled Carol's mind. She loathed this young man now beyond belief. He had betrayed her, a member of her own family… betrayed and humiliated her in front of his friends. If she could have wrapped her fingers around a knife and plunged it in his belly she would have. But she was tied up helplessly, a victim to her cousin's warped desires.

And yet his kisses aroused her body. She couldn't deny the stiffness of her nipples and clit, the wetness of her excited flesh. And strangely enough, what she enjoyed most of all was the pain. In her overheated brain, Carol reasoned that it was punishment for letting herself enjoy all the warped sex she'd been having. And she deserved every bit of pain. Yes, yes, she loved what was going on between her legs. She enjoyed being fucked by all these men, enjoyed their laughter, their humiliation, their cruelty. Once again she concentrated on the two dicks sliding in and out of her hair. Yes, she wanted to feel their cum spurting against her scalp, wetting down her skin, making the strands cling together.

Her big tits heaved up and down as Billy's fingers pulled on her ringed nipples. She bit at him, only to have him slap her. It was obvious the young boy enjoyed hurting her. He knew she loved pain. Carol's buttocks thumped on the table, her ankles straining to tear free of the rapes.

In a moment Billy raised his asscheeks, dragging his dick-head up to her cunt-hole. Carol felt him centering his cock, then pushing it down, letting it sink into her swampy, musky cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh!" she cried with a shiver, wallowing her body against the table. She felt the young man's dick sink into her pussy, pushing away the itchy, velvety lining. He was going so deeeeeep! The blonde teen heard squishy sounds as Billy's prong split her cunt in two.

"Oh, yeah, baby, yeah, you're still a good tight fuck!"

"Man, I'm gonna shoot!" Ron suddenly cried, his body snapping back.

"Me, too!" Jack added.

"Hey, don't shoot off in my face or I'll cut your fuckin' dicks off!"

Billy's two friends twisted to one side, holding strands of her hair around their throbbing dicks. Carol cried out, thrashing as best she could on the table. Her legs scraped across the barn floor as both Ron and Jack fired their jizz into her hair.

"Think about it, baby, think about that rich cum shootin' off! Baby, I got that and more."

Carol bit her lips, rolling her eyes up, trying to see the two men as they came in her hair. At times she felt something ooze against her scalp. That, she was sure, was some of their hot spunk. Their grunts mixed with hers and Billy's. The air was thick with sex, stinking with the odor of cum, piss and sweat. This was heaven for the girl… to be surrounded by these men, to be the object of their desires, to be swimming in jizz.

"Oh, yeah!"

Billy drew his dick back halfway, then pushed it back in deep.

"Oh, God, God!"

Carol was going crazy. His dick seemed to be pulling out her insides. She felt her pussy-walls collapse behind the retreating head. This was awful… terrible… wonderful! The young girl felt the itching, burning sensation in and around her cunt and it was driving her crazy. She thrust back up at her cousin's hammering dick, her ass weaving and swirling while her back arched over the table top.

"Man, she's goin' nuts!" Ron commented, flicking the last few droplets of jizz from his cockhead.

Billy's fingernails clawed at her nipples. Carol grunted and sobbed with the pain. The combination of the awful stretching in her cunt and the gouging, tearing pain around her nipples was almost too much. All she wanted, was to have the feeling increase until the wild swelling and spinning knot in her belly swept over her.

Carol cursed and slavered, her head rolling from side to side. She clawed desperately at nothing, driving her shoulders back and forth against the table top. Billy instinctively pulled at the rings clamped tightly to her nipples, watching her shiver and thrash. The twisting, scratching sensation in her tit tips was like a fire that raced through all her nerves.

"Nnnnnnghhhh!"

Carol growled like a dog. Low, harsh noises ripped at her throat. The knot of lust in her crotch was about to explode. She hated that feeling, hated the dick and hands causing it. And yet the girl wished she could embrace Billy, run her fingers through his hair, scissor her legs around his humping lower back.

The girl tried to hold off. No, she didn't want to come right now. She wanted to feel the maximum amount of pleasure, and something told Carol there was still more to be had.

"Ride it out, Carol, come on," Billy panted, riding her with insane fuck-thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh!"

The knot of tension in her belly slipped. She knew the young man's dick was ready to go off at any second. His cock seemed to thicken. The pounding beat of his prick-thrusts slowed for a second, then resumed more viciously than before. Carol heard Billy grunt. Then suddenly he stopped, backing off, pulling his throbbing cock out slowly. The blonde teenager shivered with frustration. She'd been close, oh so close, and now he was holding back both his and her orgasm.

"Gonna go for the mouth again, babe. Don't wanna spoil your snatch for somethin' else," Billy said. "I'd gonna untie your fuckin' hands. Try anything and I'll make sure ol' Ranger goes a little crazy with you understand?"