David Brown - The suck wives

Without warning, he shoved his immense rubber cock deeply into her unsuspecting cunt. For the next thirty seconds, Karen went berserk. Her arms and legs strained violently, shaking the solid oak table. The breath shot out of her flared nostrils in spurts. Her pussy was waking wet.

She had nearly drowned his prick with hot cunt juice. Smiling, he waited for her to relax before he began sliding the huge dong in and out of her. As he did so, the other men assaulted her, going for her tits. Their busy mouths swallowed her nipples, sucking them into their mouths and nibbling on them. At the same time, they squeezed her boobs, rubbing them deliciously and making the brunette twist violently on the table. She hammered out more cunt juice and lay still.

The man began fucking her with long, brutal stokes. The teeth bit into her swollen flesh, prodding her, smacking against her, squeezing her insides until she came and came again. The rubber dick was so long that it completely filled her gash, so thick that it prevented her from tightening or loosening her pussy muscles even slightly.

He kept slamming his rod into her, rubbing her tender flesh raw, and making her throb and swell. She came again and again, until the foot-long prick was all wet and sticky.

Then she felt his jism filling up her cunt. It soothed her bruises and sores, making her come again and again.

Karen lay strapped, to the table, mooning through the rubber gag and squirming in exhaustion. She had no sooner begun to relax when she was mounted by a second man.

His methods were quite different.

He played with her soaked snatch first, rubbing it tenderly, pulling apart her pink pussylips, and assaulting her cunt with his thumb. She responded by sliding her snatch against him, wriggling it as he caressed her.

Soon she felt his fingers, one by one, entering her snatch. When she relaxed completely, he easily inserted three fingers and pumped her slowly, with long strokes. She thanked him by washing his hand with pussy water, and by moaning in pleasure.

His dick was long and thick. He kept the head of his prick pressing against the pink lips of her snatch. She could feel it throbbing against her, and she jerked her snatch against him in an effort to make it slide into her cunt.

Laughing, he shoved it against her and slid it in slowly, inch by inch, until it was all the way inside. Jerking, she squirted cunt juice and felt herself relaxing.

Before long, his prick was moving inside her. He pumped her slowly, pulling it out slowly, all but the head, and returning it until the base of his cock was pressing roughly against her pussylips. Christ! she thought, moaning deeply. He must be over a foot long! She began breathing deeply, yielding to his thrusts. Her round titties rose and foil on her chest.

Karen lay strapped to the table as though she were a sacrifice. As the man fucked her cunt, the others went to her tits and arms. They sucked her nipples, and their hands roamed up and down her anus. Her skin stood out in gooseflesh. She felt tingly all over; the temperature in the room suddenly jumped.

Soon the men went wild, all at once. The man fucking her increased his pace. The men sucking and fondling her began eating her tits eagerly. She could no longer stand it. Her naked body jerked and shuddered wildly on the table, her arms and legs straining at the straps, the muscles standing out in ugly red welts. Her pussy was on fire, and she shivered as though freezing.

He continued fucking her savagely. His prick grew and grew inside her, and soon it was hard for him to move it. She relaxed again, and he began hammering it into her at a feverish pace. She squirmed on the table, her cunt constantly dripping hot juice.

Suddenly, he withdrew from her snatch, jumped from the table, and went right for her cunt, his lips and tongue wild. He lapped up every bit of juice he could find, sticking his tongue inside her snatch, moving it around, sucking her pussylips raw. More cunt cream jolted down her tube. He licked every drop eagerly and thrust her throbbing clit into his mouth.

Then the men were fighting among each other for her cunt. The man who had been fucking and eating her was shoved roughly to the floor. He could not get up in time. There was already a man positioning himself between her thighs and shoving his swollen cock into her snatch so brutally that she screamed horribly, whimpered, and climaxed three times in succession.

He pumped her cunt savagely for the next few minutes. But he was so excited by this time that he groaned in despair. His balls were in an uproar. He slackened his pace, but no matter how slightly he moved his cock inside her, he felt the need to come. His jism poured thickly inside her snatch in violent jolts, making her jerk and whimper, and causing her hot cunt to thunder.

The man was then pulled from her snatch and thrown to the floor by the last man, who got up, knelt between her spread thighs, and stuffed his thick prick into her swollen, trembling cunt.

His thrusts were brutal and deliberate. He fucked her like a dog, in fast, jerky jabs. She bit down on the rubber gag that filled her mouth, tensed her arms and legs, and felt the mad gush if jism shooting down her crack. It sizzled the man's cock, dripping onto his balls. Wailing, he went crazy, pumping his prick even faster and shooting his thick wad into her swollen, cream-soaked snatch.

She sighed deeply and tried to relax on the table, but the straps were tied in such a way as to keep her body as tensed as possible. She thought that, since the men had finished with her, she would soon be released. Groaning, she tried to sit up, but failed. Her wrists and ankles were completely numb. She mumbled something incomprehensible behind the gag, shaking her head and looking at the straps that kept her fled down.

Sighing, one of the men got up and headed for the door. "Let's go get a drink," he said.

The others got up and followed him.

Karen grunted and squealed, jerking on the table.

Turning, the men looked at the angry, struggling brunette strapped to the table. The man opening the door said, "Uh-uh, babe. We're not lettin' you loose yet. You'll get stolen by some of the others, and we won't see you again!"

The other man grinned and added, "Yet. We ain't finished with you yet, sister. We'll be back."

Without another word, the men left the room, closing the door behind them.

Karen relaxed on the table and lay sobbing.

Diane had been dealt with in similar fashion.

After the four men had picked up Karen and had taken her down the hall, the others picked up Diane and quickly carried her in the other direction. The room in which she was taken was a huge one with an indoor swimming pool. Several men and women were relaxing in the pool when they came in. Turning, they merely smiled and watched as Diane was taken to the other side of the room.

There was a curious-looking table contraption sitting on the floor. The legs were very long, the surface was covered with a thick mat of rubber, and there were funny-looking straps fastened to the four legs.

Diane soon found herself in a completely helpless position. The had removed her clothing, picked her up, and placed her on her back on the table. In a twinkling she was strapped to the table, her wrists handcuffed underneath the table, a few inches from the floor, her ankles strapped to the leg of the table. Her knees, pressed to the outside edges of the table, had forced her legs wide apart.

Similar straps were fastened around her waist, and over her neck. They were secured toward the bottom of the table. Trussed in this fashion, she could not move an inch. The good-looking guy standing over her was busy applying a ball gag to her mouth, which he locked behind her ears. The ball filled her mouth. To her despair, she found that she could not spit it out, or make even the slightest sound.