Paul Gable - Whips and chains for mom

"Yeah, baby, that's it, get that ass tight around me! Oh man, man, I can feel my cum boilin' up already from my balls," Chuck groaned, closing his eyes tight and shuddering with excitement.

Joan rolled her eyes up once more and saw the big stud was fighting to keep from climaxing right now. She wanted it all, wanted to cum with the sensation of her ass being filled with his jizz.

"Uhhhhhh!"

"Easy, babe. You don't wanna have me poppin' off and you not gettin' any, do you?"

"No, no, fuck!"

Chuck laughed, slapping her ass again with the flat of his hand.

"And man, you thought this was gonna be a rape or somethin'. Christ, you're burnin' up my cock with that fuckin' ass of yours."

It was like swallowing a turkey whole. Joan thought her belly would swell to bursting. The heat from the stimulated nerves in her asshole ricocheted off the stuffed feeling and doubled back, shooting streamers of need into her brain.

In spite of the achy pain, the woman wanted more cock in her ass. She wished for a moment that there really was a baseball bat fucking in to her.

"Do it, baby, come one, make it with me! Come on bitch, go for it!" Chuck panted, lowering his head while bracing his muscled arms against the wall.

"Uh! Uhhhh!"

Joan felt the tempo of Chuck's ass-tearing cock increase. She squeezed her ass tight around him, trying to drag out more sensuous tingles across her nerves: She didn't care how much it hurt her now. She couldn't even tell the difference between the pain and the intense pleasure coursing through her, scorching her veins. All the woman knew was that the hardest pleasure she had ever felt in her life was rushing through her, confusing her, making her feel wonderful.

"Come on, baby, come on, fuck it out!"

Chuck was going wild, shoving back and forth, speeding his strokes up until Joan thought her ass would catch fire from the friction. As the ramming length and speed of his strokes grew, she felt the drag on her cuntlips milk more juice from her pussyhole. Just at that point, Chuck reached down, cupping his right hand around her pussy and squeezing hard. He was rubbing her pussy lips together, squeezing them against one another, then pushing them up against her clit. It was wild! Joan felt her pussy explode, sparks of delight exploding around her cunt while that awful, wonderful cock stretched her asshole to the tearing point.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Joan trembled, feeling heat slicing into the sides of her stiff hard clit. The cunty feeling was building up quickly, becoming as important as the jabbing piston of cockmeat in her asshole.

"Cum, you Goddamned little bitch! Gonna pop off now, baby! Gonna do it!"

"Cummmmmmmm!"

Joan cried out, clawing her fingers at the air as she felt that moment of white-hot madness approaching her.

"Bitch! Bitch-pig! You're gonna have your asshole blown out when I start shootin'!"

Joan had no doubt his cock was going to melt her bowels when he shot. She was grunting, sweating with the effort of keeping up with his strokes. All the pain in her body focused in her asshole now. The stretched, tearing ring seemed to draw the will from her. She panted, her mind going white and blank. She knew she was being fucked, fucked hard and fast. But the way her pussy reacted, Joan didn't care what happened in her ass any longer. What was going on back there added to the hot, tight sensation itching achily through her clit. She groaned once more, twisting around like a snake in her bonds, fighting the nylon holding her captive while rubbing her body sexily up against Chuck's sweaty belly.

"Come on, baby, go for it! That's it, bitch, go for it! Man, you're gonna pop your fuckin' head off when you finally cum," Chuck said, slapping her across the face, then pinching her thighs and ass.

"Uh! Huhhhrr! Huhhhrrr!"

The stiff, hot bar of fucking cock in her ass seemed to slow down a bit. She heard Chuck growling, his voice becoming lower than ever. Then with a sweaty slap of his belly on her rolled-up ass, he started up again. Joan thought she could feel him hit something deep inside her. The kink of her bowels hurt as if a dozen knives were stabbing into it. The lining of her asshole seemed to stretch up to her throat. Joan let her head fall back as she let out a series of hoarse, rutting cries. Fucking! That's all there was in the world! Right now, all she could think of was that delicious hot tight feeling in her cunt and the constant chugging sensation of Chuck's prick in her ass.

"Hurhhrhrhhrhrhrhr!"

Chuck grunted on top of her. He pulled his cock nearly all the way out, leaving only his fat prickhead inside. Joan cried out again, feeling the flaring wings of his cockhead tugging at the sensitive lining of her asshole. He was urging her asshole outward, making her assring pucker as he watched the way her asscheeks trembled with delight.

"No, no, no, don't do it that way! Oh God, please, don't…"

"Yeah, baby, you ain't got much of a choice," Chuck responded, shaking the sweat off his face. "Come on, go for it, Mama. Yeah, move that ass… huhhhhhh! Christ, gonna pop, gonna blow that asshole wide open with my jizz!"

"Noooooo!"

It was as if someone had lit her ass on fire. With an animal grunt, Chuck rammed his cock deep in her ass, making the woman cry out as if someone had stabbed her in the belly. Joan thought she could feel her bowel lining tearing. His cock hit her like a freight train slamming into the side of a mountain. Joan's cries turned into screams as she felt a cataclysm of lusty fire in her ass. He was finally cumming. She felt Chuck shuddering up against her thighs, his hands all over her, bitting her, pinching her, slapping her while thick, spurting masses of jizz splashed into her shitter.

"Oh, oh, ohhbhh!"

That was all the woman needed. Joan felt her cunt snapping shut on his fingers as Chuck fucked down deep, twisting two fingers into her pussy while rubbing his knuckles up against her firing clit. She jerked and convulsed, her body pounding up against the headboard while her toes struck the wall again and again.

"Awwkwwhwhwhhhhghhhghhh!"

Joan felt her tits mashing under his hands. Her face hit his belly then fell back. And all ‘the time, Joan felt his cum-spewing fuckpole in her ass and the earth-shattering force of his orgasm. It was mind-shattering. Lightning jolts of heat in her cunt amplified the spasming sensations in- her ass. Joan's mind seemed to concentrate on her shitter and pussy, centering around the hot, exploding sensations of the big man's cock in her cumming pussy.

"Noooooo!"

It had been wonderful. But now Chuck was starting to pull his prick from her ass. No! No! She wanted it in. She wanted to feel that thing still inside her, taking her over, slicing through her shitter.

"Sorry, baby, but I can't stay here all night," Chuck said, shaking more sweat off his face.

Joan clamped her shitter muscles down hard on his withdrawing cock, working her ass around, drawing out more delightful spasms from her cunt while the big man still fucked her with his fingers.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

"That's it, baby. That's all there is for tonight, bitch!"

His outsliding cock paused for a second, then slipped out completely. Joan screamed. It was disrupting the smashing rhythm of her orgasm, sending too many hot, tingling signals up her spine. Her overloaded brain shattered, making her scream again, then fall into unconscious. The last thing she remembered was the delicious itch that was becoming more and more concentrated between her thighs.

Realizing she was in a dead faint, Chuck slapped her cheeks hard. He finally brought her around. Joan groaned, feeling her asshole still fluttering. Her cunt had calmed somewhat, but the juice was still flowing out and wetting down her thighs. Without another word, Chuck reached up and began unknotting the silken bonds holding her wrists to her ankles, letting down her legs first, then finally freeing her arms. She felt them fall as dead weights to her sides. He didn't have to worry about her escaping. Joan had no intention, of bolting. She was too tired, too exhausted, too fulfilled with the fucking she had just endured to move. Stretched on the bed, the woman moaned, rolling her head to one side and watching as Chuck began pulling on his trousers.