David Brown - The suck wives

"Why don't you like them?" asked Karen. "Would you like two hogs that tie you to a fuckin' table whenever you wanna leave a party?" she asked, scowling at Karen.

"I guess not."

"You're Goddam right, you wouldn't. Those bastards…" She drank some coffee and dished herself some eggs.

"How long were you tied up like that?" asked Diane, eating her bacon slowly.

"I dunno," she replied, shrugging. "All I know is that I wanted to leave at midnight. First thing I knew, there they were, pickin' me up, pinnin' me down, tyin' me to that fuckin' table. I remember those two hogs fuckin' me three times apiece, and every Goddam guy that had to pass me to get some booze from the kitchen, at least once. Why?"

Diane shrugged and continued to eat her eggs and bacon. "Just curious."

"Where you two from?" asked Joanie. "Haven't seen you two before."

"Cedar Ridge," replied Karen.

"Oh?" Joanie laughed shortly. "With all those fuckin' snobs?" she asked.

"We don't know any snobs," replied Diane.

"Good," replied Joanie. "And keep it that way. You two are nice people."

"Thank you," replied Karen, smiling and drinking more coffee.

For the next five minutes, they ate in silence. Suddenly two men, completely naked, came into the kitchen. Diane immediately recognized them. They were the same two men that had fucked her from both sides the night before.

Joanie, seeing them, jumped up from her seat and, leaned with her fork and knife, went after them, shouting angrily.

The men merely laughed and, pinning her arms behind her back, threw the weapons to the kitchen floor and picked her up easily.

"You fuckin' cocksuckers!" she screamed, struggling within their gasp. "I'm gonna scratch your fuckin' eyes out!"

The man with black hair and a beard laughed and replied, "Not with your fuckin' hands tied down, you won't!"

The two men carried her out of the room.

"You stupid assholes!" she yelled, writhing and jerking. "I'll be damned if you bastards are gonna do that again!"

Diane, Karen and Paul got up and went into the dining room to watch them.

"At least lemme have my fuckin' breakfast first!" Joanie shouted at them as the two men laid her on the dining room table.

"Ya don't need nothin' to eat," remarked one of the men. "We're gonna give you enough pork to last you 'till tomorrow's supper!"

"You fuckin' pricks! I hate you!" She continued to kick and struggle, but they held her down.

"Give us a hand," said the man with dark hair, who was holding down her legs.

"Not me," declined Paul. "I value my life too much!"

"I'll do it," laughed Karen. "I'll be glad to do it!" She hoisted herself onto the table and sat on Joanie's knees.

Joanie fought to sit up, but John held down her arms. "You fuckin' slut!" she hissed, glaring at Karen. "You gonna let these fuckin' hogs do this to me?"

"Not only that," replied Karen. "I'm helpin'em do it!"

"You dirty whore!"

Bill proceeded to tie the struggling girl's left ankle to the corner of the table. He worked fast, accomplishing his task within seconds. The girl continued to struggle. Karen kept Joanie from lashing out with her right leg. Securing Joanie's right ankle, Bill picked up the pink panties that lay crumpled on the carpeted floor and stuffed them into her gaping mouth. Joanie tried forcing the panties out of her mouth, but Karen covered the wriggling girl's mouth with her hand. She giggled when the gagged girl glared angrily at her.

The two men, working together, took the girl's wrists and secured them to the corners of the table. This done, they stood up and looked down at the naked, helpless girl who lay heaving and jerking on the table.

John walked over to the couch, where his trousers lay in a heap. Just then, others began to stir. They sat up groggily, yawning. When they saw Joanie tied to the table, they laughed and went back to sleep.

Removing a handkerchief from his pocket, John went over to the table and wrapped it tightly around the girl's head, over her mouth. Joanie glared at him, muttered something, and began twisting and jerking once again.

Bill said, "Let me be first," to his friend. "I brought my fuckin' tickler!" He pulled something from his pants pocket and then fitted it over the round, thick head of his stiff prick. Diane and Karen looked at it wide-eyed. The tickler was at least four inches long, with hundreds of tiny rubber teeth sticking out of its length in many different shapes and sizes.

"I'll bet that feels good!" gasped Karen, laughing.

Bill looked up and smiled at her. "You wanna be next?" he asked.

She nodded in earnest.

He laughed. "Let's make this quick, then." Then he mounted the table and stood up on his knees. Joanie took one look at the big tickler and shook her head violently, groaning and muttering something under the gag. "You just love this," he said angrily. "Quit your fuckin' acting!"

Reaching down, he took her juicy cunt in his hand and rubbed it vigorously. Joanie let out a muffled howl. Her arms and legs strained at the ropes. She tried to pull her cunt away from his hand, but failed. He just smiled and thrust three fingers deeply inside her.

He rammed the wet slit until it was soggy with cream. Her struggles had subsided, and she began to respond. Her hips rotated sensuously. She rocked her ass and pushed her twat against him.

He pressed the red tickler against her red cunt and gave it a rough jerk. Joanie screamed horribly, her naked body pulling against the ropes. She shuddered and quivered in violent spasms until the wet tickler was deeply inside her swollen hole.

He pumped her slowly at first, using long thrusts. Feeling her pussy growing hotter, Joanie responded to his jabs. She climaxed jerkily, grunting thickly on the table. Bill smiled at her. He started ramming it in faster. "I told ya she loves this," he said to Diane and Karen.

John walked over to Karen and began to kiss her tight, round boobs. "Mmmmmmmmm," he moaned, breathing holly. "Delicious! Better'n Joanie's!"

Karen moaned and pulled his head tightly against her. Scooping her up, he carried her over to the couch. He made her sit on the arm of the couch. Before she could guess what he was about to do, he pushed her backward, spread her legs, and rammed his stiff cock so violently into her unsuspecting cunt that she jerked and screamed.

But John didn't hear her. He had already begun to move his cock inside her. He fucked her quickly, with short, fast jabs. Before long, his meat was completely saturated with juice. Karen wriggled deliciously against him. She shivered and began to squirm in ecstasy.

Joanie was squirting hot cream each time Bill's tickler-covered cock drove into her. She had been straining so brutally at her bonds that her wrists and ankles were completely numb. Angry red welts stood out all over her flesh. Her body was hot and creamy with sweat. She felt faint. The hot cock milk gushing into her cunt soothed her insides.

Paul was next.

Bill had barely gotten down from the table before Paul pulled down his pants, jumped between her spread thighs, and stuffed his trembling cock inside her cunt.

It had taken Joanie by surprise. Gasping, she felt her body going tense. She climaxed three thick times in succession. Her head lolling from side to side, she closed her eyes and submitted to Paul's wild fucking.

Karen still lay on her back on the couch. She gasped in pleasure as the wild meat stuffed her wet slit. Suddenly a strange man came into view. He had apparently just woken up and decided to get in on the action. Straddling Karen, he grabbed hold of her hands and threw himself forward until their clasped hands were resting on the other arm of the couch. He noticed that his stiff cock was a few inches too low. Adjusting himself, he shoved the round, swollen heat between Karen's lips and slid it deeply into her mouth. She groaned in pleasure and began sucking the hot pork. Her lips made his flesh quiver. Grinning in delight, he began fucking her mouth and throat. His ass wiggled. His balls caught her on the chin.