J Watson - Chained women

She sucked him until he was dry and then she licked his cum off her cheeks and lips. She loved the taste. There was nothing like it in the world.

"God," Andrew said.

She lowered her mouth again. She knew he was young and knew he was strong enough to come again and again. She wanted him quickly. She wanted his hard cock ramming into her wet pussy. She sucked on his cock hard and was rewarded by his coming to immediate attention.

She pushed him down on his back and climbed on top of him. He watched as she positioned herself over his cock. She dropped down slowly. She had a small pussy. No matter how many times she fucked she was always hard to get into, and though Andrew was young he had a good cock.

She felt his cock-head going into her cunt and Andrew tried to give a shove.

"Don't," she warned. "Just go easy and let me do the work or you might hurt me."

He was immediately still. She had a passing thought of the Cross brothers and how they would have treated her sensitive pussy. They wouldn't have waited for her to be ready. They would have just driven their cocks in and probably torn her apart.

She lowered herself a little more. His cock was squeezed by her tight pussy. She could see his eyes and knew that he was pleased the way that all men were when they first tried to fuck her.

"I'm very tight," she explained. "It hurts me getting you in but once you're in – look out!"

He couldn't wait and he gave another little push and this time his cock went into her cunt. It was a very tight fit. For a minute she was in pain. His cock was bigger than her husband's and maybe bigger than any she had ever had. She waited until the pain went away before she began to bounce up and down on his cock.

"Jesus fucking Christ," Andrew said. "Nothing ever felt as good as you."

"Not even Cindy?"

"Cindy's was loose compared to what you've got."

She laughed. She liked a man who was appreciative. Her cunt was getting well lubricated now, and it was growing easier to bounce on his cock. In fact, she was beginning to feel good.

"That's good," she said. "Play with my tits, please."

His hands came up and began to squeeze her swinging tits, and it helped her to feel even hotter. She could feel his cock sliding deep into her cunt now, and brushing against her cunt walls.

"Jesus," she said. "Oh Jesus."

Fires were starting in her cunt. Fires that would soon be burning out of control. She began to bounce faster and her hands came up to pull at her dark hair.

Andrew liked the picture of her pulling on her hair and dancing on his cock. He liked to see her milky-white tits swing as she bounced, and he liked the tightness of her cunt.

He knew he was not going to be able to last long. Everything felt too good. He could already feel the tingle in his balls, and the first drop of jism was coming from his cock.

"Jesus!" she cried. "I can feel you coming! I can feel you squirting your hot cum into me! Oh God, it feels so good!"

They dropped together on the bed with his prick still inside her. They lay like that for a few minutes and then his prick began to grow again. She looked at him in surprise.

"What," she said. "Are you ready again?"

He was. He began to move gently inside her and she felt her passions rise again. He was good. He was very damned good. His prick was taking her places she had never gone before.

"Fuck," she said. "I've never gone this quick before. Never in my life."

But she was going again and too quickly. She felt the tingles in her pussy begin and then she felt his prick expand as he began to shoot his cum into her again.

"Jesus!" she said. "Here I go again! Ohh, I'm coming! Oh fucking shitttt!"

She looked down at Andrew in amazement. There was a soft smile on his face. "You're some stud," she said.

The halls of her high school were quiet as Leslie Carter finished her work. She was happy with herself. The election had been held that morning and Leslie had been elected head cheerleader. All her planning and hard work had finally paid off.

It took a little extra work, of course, like staying after school to finish the dance bulletins. She whistled a little tune as she wiped the printing press and put the cover back on. The girls would give out the dance bulletins the next day.

Of course, it was customary for the head cheerleader to date the captain of the football team. Sherry was simply furious, but Jim went along with the ritual. He had already asked her to the dance.

She picked up her bulletins and turned off the lights. She had started down the dark hall when someone caught her by the arm. She screamed.

"Shut up, Leslie," Jim said. "It's only us."

Leslie looked around at familiar faces. She breathed a sigh of relief. It was only Jim and Andrew from the football team.

"Good Lord!" Leslie said. "You nearly scared me right out of my panties!"

"That's the idea," Jim said, grinning at her.

She thought he was joking. She grinned back at him, but there was something strange in his face. Something that made her feel kind of crawly.

"I have to be going," Leslie said.

"So soon?" Andrew questioned. "We thought we'd stand around and scare you some more. Maybe you really will lose your panties. I'd like that."

"So would I," Jim agreed.

"The jokes are not funny any more," Leslie said, jerking her arm away from his grasp.

"It's not a joke, Leslie," Jim said quietly.

Something in his tone made her grow cold. She didn't look back at him but hurried her pace as she walked to the door. She was nearly there when the door was blocked by a hulking giant. Another boy on the football team.

"Let me by," she said firmly.

"No," he said just as firmly. "You have to hang around. The party's just starting."

"What do you mean?"

"He means that the party's just starting, Leslie," a girl's voice said.

Leslie wheeled around. She knew the voice. Cindy stepped out of the dark shadows of the hallway. Behind her stood someone else, but Leslie couldn't see who it was. The person behind Cindy laughed. It was a girl's laugh and very high-pitched. Sherry! Leslie couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"What are you doing here?" Leslie asked.

"Well," Cindy said softly. "We thought you'd be lonely here all by yourself. We came to keep you company."

She realized that there were others in the hall. A lot of different male faces, and not just boys on the football team. There were a few basketball players and honor students. And all of her girls on the cheerleading squad.

Suddenly Leslie was very scared. She didn't know what they were all doing at the school, but she was afraid it wasn't going to be good for her.

"I'm leaving," she said.

The boy still had not moved from the door. She tried to go around and he stepped in her way. She tried the other side and again he moved.

"Get out of my way," she said, stamping her foot.

"No, Leslie," Jim said. "You're going to have to buy your way out."

"What do you mean?"

"The same way you bought your way into the head cheerleading position."

"But I didn't," she protested.

"You did. You see, we kind of got to talking about it and we decided that it was a dirty trick that you played on Cindy. Kind of like blackmail. We liked Cindy. She's a great girl. But you're a bitch, Leslie, and you got to be head cheerleader without paying any kind of price."

"Not even hard work," Sherry said. "I worked hard on routines to get to be head cheerleader. I sweated every day. I would have gotten it easily if you hadn't conned the boys."

"That's true," Jim said. "She had the best routines, but you got the job. Now you have to pay the price."

Leslie turned angrily on Cindy. "Tell them to let me go or I'll tell the Cross brothers that you've been talking about them. I will, Cindy."