Bob Hawkins: Bondage slaves

Her heart thudded hard in her chest. Her nipples grew rigid. Harry could feel those spike-like nipples poking into his chest as Lynn stretched fully against his body.

He dropped one hand down along her back, stroking his palm firmly downward over the young woman's taut ass cheeks, feeling the smoothness of the ass barely contained by her jeans.

"Oooo, Harry," Lynn moaned and purred into his ear. She wiggled her cunt against his bulging cock.

Harry kneaded the girl's hard ass, stroking and kneading the back of her thighs through the jeans, too. Lynn wrapped her long arms up around Harry's neck and pulled her small body up to his, stretching her whole body taut along the front of his body.

"Fuck me, Harry," Lynn cooed. "Please fuck me. Fuck me standing up like this. Fuck me, Harry. Please fuck me."

Harry moaned as Lynn begged him to fuck her. He worked his hand around to the side of her tight jeans and fumbled with the snap and, the zipper down the side of her curvy young hip.

Lynn hugged his neck and kissed and sucked at his cheek as she felt her jeans loosen around her slender waist. For a girl with such immense tits, her body was amazingly trim and small. And for all their size, Lynn's breasts were still somehow nicely proportioned for her body.

Maybe it was the athletic strength that was apparent in her body, the way she held herself, or just the chance combination of size and shape.

She whimpered as Harry's hand slipped inside the rear of the jeans and began working them down over her ass cheeks.

"Mmmmm, yeah, baby. Grab my ass nice and hard! Yeah. Oh, Harry," Lynn cooed, licking and kissing his earlobe, whispering and begging. "Fuck me, Harry. Fuck my Goddamn cunt hole, honey. Mmmm. Come on!"

She humped her cunt mound hard against the stiff rod inside Harry's pants, rubbing her itching twat up and down along the hard pole, mashing the front of her loosened jeans against the front of Harry's tight pants.

Harry worked her jeans down over the warm and sleek ass checks, feeling Lynn's taut panties as the jeans dropped down around her knees.

"Oh, Harry, fuck me, honey. Put this big cock of yours right up my wet little hole. Please, Harry. Came on, baby," Lynn whimpered, her hands clawing at the back of Harry's neck, her lips seeking his in a desperate sucking frenzy.

Harry pressed both hands flat over Lynn's panty-clad ass cheeks, kneading and massaging the firm smooth globes. Lynn winced.

She chewed on the man's lower lip, gnawing at it as he kissed her lips, trying to suck on them.

His hands slipped underneath the girl's taut panties and cupped her taut cheeks. His fingers worked their way deep into her ass crack, feeling the moisture and heat along her ass hole.

Lynn was writhing wildly as she clung to his body. Her mouth was all over his face, and her hands and fingernails were clutching at the back of his neck and shoulders.

Harry reached down and cupped the under-slopes of her ass cheeks and lifted her body up onto his.

Lynn fought away.

"Fuck me, honey. Make me naked for you! Fuck me, fuck me! Come on, honey, fuck me. Please," Lynn gasped, licking her lips and rolling her head loosely on her shoulders. She stepped back away from Harry's body and quickly jerked her panties down her long slim legs.

She tore at her ripped blouse, yanked it down her arms, and threw it behind her, heedless of where the thing fell. She reached high up behind her back to unhook her bra strap, and clawed the shoulder straps down her arms. This garment flew over her head and landed far across the room.

She was already barefoot, so now she was totally naked. Her young body was stunning to behold. Harry shook his head in wonder as he looked her over from head to toe. Lynn smiled her sexiest smile as she reached up with both arms and lifted one long leg up around Harry's hip, slowly rubbing her naked pussy mound up and down along the ridge of Harry's throbbing, bulging cock.

"Come on, Harry. You want me to go to your party like this, don't you?" Lynn pouted. She bent forward and began chewing on Harry's collar.

Harry reached down and held her lifted thigh, working his fingers upward so he could feel the underside of Lynn's young wet twat.

Lynn twitched when she felt his fingers tickle her pussy lips.

"I'll do it, Harry," she said in a husky, sexy whisper. "I'll do anything you want me to, Harry. If you'll fuck me. Fuck me, sweetheart. Please fuck me."

Harry gripped her thigh hard, making her whimper at the slight pain. Lynn wanted to be controlled, Harry knew. But it took so damned long to force her into it.

When she was ready, though, she was worth any wait, any damned frustration.

And she was ready now!

Harry pushed her head back and gripped her long blonde hair in his other fist, yanking her head still further backward. Lynn gulped hard. Her lips parted slightly. She waited.

"Take my pants off, baby."

Lynn's hands flew to the front of the man's pants and yanked his zipper down. She fumbled at his belt, unable to see it with her head pulled so far back. She got it open and pushed the waist of his pants downward. She couldn't kneel to take them off, not with his hand pulling her hair.

She waited.

Harry slowly pressed downward on her head, bending forward as he did so to force Lynn to her knees.

She finished removing Harry's pants. She reached back up and stripped off his underpants, liberating his immense cock. It flipped out over the top of the waist of the under pants as she dragged them down his legs, and bounced a few times. It stopped, aimed right at her face.

Harry helped her by stepping out of his underpants. He held her hair.

"Please, Harry," Lynn begged. "Please, honey. I'll suck you, Harry. I'll give you the best blow job in the world, baby. But please. Please fuck me. Fuck me, honey. Let me get up, let me climb up onto your big cock, baby. Fuck me."

Harry yanked hard, and Lynn shot to her feet. She threw her body up onto his, lifting both legs up around his ass and jamming her hot wet twat down hard onto his cock head.

"Oh, baby. You're sooo hard for me!"

Lynn squirmed and squatted, mashing her pussy lips open over the hard-hooded head of Harry's prick. She felt the huge thing sink partly into her tight young sopping channel.

"God, baby. You're so fucking hard I can't believe it." Lynn pulled her head back and looked into his eyes. "Does thinking about taking me to your party like this excite you that much?"

Harry gave her a lecherous smile. His hand crept up over her naked back to grip her neck. His other hand went low, cupping one of her taut ass cheeks for support.

"You're damn fucking right, Lynnie," he said. He slid his fat cock deep into her tight cunt tube, all the way up inside her hole.

Lynn threw her head back. Her hair lashed wildly from side to side as Harry's cock filled her pussy hole to the limit. She felt completely impaled, filled to the absolute maximum.

"Ohhhhh! God!" she moaned. Her legs tightened their grip on his thighs and ass, and she squeezed her cunt mound tighter down over his hard rod.

"Mmmmmm, Harry. I love it. Oh, God. Fuck me. Fuck me," she pleaded. Her voice was soft and sexy. Her body clung to his, and she trembled on the impaling pole of his dork.

Harry arched his ass outward, pulling his cock partly out of Lynn's twat channel. She clawed at his neck. He jerked forward, jamming his huge rod deep into her.

Lynn's cunt sizzled as the smooth top of Harry's prick rode over it, tight and hard. She ground her pussy down against the pole, squashing her clit along the full length of the man's rigid cylinder of love meat.

Lynn gasped hard for air. She was kissing and licking Harry's throat, clinging tightly to him. Her ass began moving, pumping up and down in a rhythm opposite his humping in and out of her dripping slit.