Ray Mills - Sister in the middle

He could see how frightened she was. He crossed the room and put his rough fingers softly on her cheek. "Only as much as you want," he said. "I promise."

"Really?"

"Really."

He kissed her again and removed her blouse at the same time. He squeezed her naked breasts, kneading them, cupping the full springy mounds and rubbing his thumbs over her pulsing nipples. He bit her neck gently, then slid his mouth down the smooth flesh toward her shoulder and sank his teeth into it. Shivers zipped through Mona.

"Aiii!" she yelped. "Oh! Oooooh!"

His lips found her aching nipples and tore at them. Waves of heat shimmered through her tits. He dug his fingers into the springy round globes, hurting her, but beautifully, while he sucked her taut nipples.

When she was unable to bear it any longer, she pushed him away. "I… I thought you wanted to tie me up," she whispered excitedly.

He nodded. "You're beautiful," he said.

"Thank you." Mona looked down and shivered sharply as he rolled her stiff wet nipples in his fingers.

"What'll we tie you with? Do you have any rope?"

"I don't think so. Ohhhh, oh God that feels good! Quick, let's find something."

The two of them rapidly searched the apartment. Mona found a discarded pair of Amy's pantyhose in the bathroom hamper. She stood there with them hanging from her hand, staring at them. My gad, she thought. He's going to tie me up and fuck me. He's going to rape me and hurt me. And I want him to! I want it! What am I doing?

But she didn't, have long to think about it. He appeared in the bathroom doorway clutching two extension cords in one hand. A hot tremor shot up her cunt as she saw them dangling from his fist.

Mona almost gagged with fear as she realized she was getting deeper and deeper into this. If she were going to back out, she would have to do it quickly.

He was her fear. "What's the matter? You lose your nerve?"

"You have to promise you won't hurt me," she whimpered.

"I won't… I won't," he soothed her. He took the pantyhose from her. "This is probably enough. Let me see your bed."

Mona took him to her bedroom and shut the door behind them. Together they peeled the bedclothes off the bed and he tested the strength of the headboard with his hands.

"Perfect," he said. "Take off your skin and lie down."

Mona's flagon quivered so much that she could hardly unzip her skirt. But she obeyed him. Her body was alive with gooseflesh and tremors of anticipation.

When she hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her bikini panties and began to peel them down her thighs, he shook his head. He looked at the white band of skin at her groin where her tan stopped. He touched the pale skin with his fingers, then moved them up her back to the other pale band of flesh left by her bra.

"You're striped here… and here," he said.

She nodded shyly, her cunt running with juice when he touched her.

"Leave them on," he said decisively.

"But you…"

"Leave them on."

She nodded obediently and sat on the edge of the mattress.

"Give me your wrists."

She stuck out her arms. He began to bind her wrists with one of the extension cords.

"Why don't you… take off your clothes too before… you tie me," she suggested shyly.

She wanted to watch his body while he did this to her. She wanted to see his hard muscles, to see his stiff cock jerking with desire for her.

"Sure," he pinned.

He removed his shirt quickly. Then he unbuckled his belt and stripped his pants and shorts off. His huge prick sprang up, swelling and bobbing and jumping.

Mona gasped. His cock was even bigger than Steve's. Half-terrified, but also half-starved with hunger for it, she stared at his massive cock and knew suddenly that she had got more than she bargained for. But there was no way to turn back now. What she had in mind would have been excruciating enough without this immense cock giving it to her. But now…

He saw what was in her eyes. He stepped closer to her, letting his gigantic prick pulse and jerk only inches from her nose.

"Oh my God!" she murmured. "Oh my God."

She stroked the fiercely-ridged stalk with her shaking fingers. Then she took the bulbous flaring head of it into her mouth and sucked it. He allowed himself a few moments of the pleasure her mouth gave him. But then he pulled back, pulling his prick out of her clasping lips.

He pulled her wrists up again and began cinching them tight with the cord. Mona trembled so hard that she could hardly stay rated on the bed. He pushed her back on the mattress, drawing her bound wrists up to the brass ban of the headboard. As he looped the cord through the bars arid tied it, she squirmed over onto her stomach.

She nestled her head between her arms, shutting her eyes and biting her lip. Oh God! she thought fearfully. It's happening, it's happening! I can't wait! I've never felt anything like this in my life! I can't stop shaking! Just do it to me, quick, quick!

Before moving to the foot of the bed to tie her ankles, he scooped her chin up with one hand and lifted her face to his. "Don't you want to…?" He nodded, indicating that she should roll over onto her back.

She shook her head. "I want it this way," she whispered hoarsely. "I want you to fuck me in the ass. Oh God, do it to me! I'm dying, I want it, I want it!"

He smiled and shrugged. He glanced down at the up curving globes of her quivering asscheeks, still half-concealed by the gauzy fabric of her panties.

"Whatever you say, little darling," he said.

"Whatever you want, you can have."

Quickly he moved down to her feet. He made love to each foot with his mouth, making her wet pussy wince and flame with wild spasms. Then he looped one ankle with the twisted pantyhose and the other with the second extension cord. He splayed her legs widely and tied each ankle to the apposite corner of the bed.

Crazy with tenor and lust, Mona felt her body becoming pliant and yielding. She felt him crouching between her legs on the bed, felt his gargantuan cock against her left thigh as he leaned over her and whispered in her ear.

"You're serious? You want it in the ass?"

"Yesssss! Yesssss!" she hissed. "Please! Pleeeease!"

"Where's the vaseline?" he whispered.

"In the medicine cabinet. Oh hurry, please hurry!"

While he was gone, she tried to control her feverish panting. She tiled to make her body relax. She tried to give herself over to the feelings of surrender she felt sweeping through her. She had yielded to this man so totally that it horrified her.

She wriggled on the bed, feeling her stiff nipples flare and ache, feeling the cords bite into her wrists and ankles. God, let him be gentle! Let him be gentle! But she knew that what she had invited him to do could not be done gently.

She felt the bed sink again as he returned. Again he crawled up between her splayed knees. Immediately she felt his rough raspy hands on her lower beck, grasping her supple waist, his thick fingers dining into the trembling flesh of her stomach.

He held her twisting hips steady, kissing her asscheeks. Mona moaned with low husky delight.

"Ohhhhnnnn… ohhhnnnn," she moaned dreamily, twisting in his firm grasp.

"Oh, you like that, do you?" he murmured.

She felt his tongue exploring the flesh of her ass. He nipped at her panties. She shuddered and squirmed, now realizing why he had told her to leave them on.

His strong teeth nipped at the quivery flesh of her ass through the thin gauzy cloth. Mona went wild with delight. She felt him biting, chewing, and tearing at her flimsy panties with his teeth. Her cunt burned and ached and flowed. She couldn't keep her body still. Her ass bucked and undulated up into his attacking teeth. She gasped, feeling his urgent teeth and fingers tearing her panties. Ohhhh! Get them off, get them off! Chew them off me. Ohhhh yessss!