David Brown: The suck wives

Exhausted, Ed and Wade drifted toward sleep.

It was nearly four o'clock that morning when Ed woke and nudged Wade, who was still sleeping. "What the hell ya want?" he asked groggily.

"C'mon, buddy," Ed replied, pulling up his pants. "We gotta split town, remember?" He fought to keep his voice low. "We gotta hot car. And that liquor store we rolled ain't more than fifty miles down the road!"

Wade, sitting up, suddenly realized what had happened. Yawning, he rubbed his scalp and went to put on his clothes. "Yeah. Almost forgot." He looked at the two sleeping, naked girls on the beds. "Amazing how much a really good cunt makes you forget. Right?"

"Right. C'mon. Let's get outa here. By the way, how much bread we got?"

Wade shrugged. "The broad had two tens and two fives. The room was nineteen. That leaves us eleven and some change." He chuckled softly. "Eleven bucks won't even fill the gas tank."

"How 'bout the other broad?"

"I dunno. Didn't even check her out."

"Go ahead."

Wade went over to Diane's purse, which lay on the floor near the nightstand. I picked it up and opened it. A moment later, he smiled and removed the bills from her red wallet. "The fuckin' bitch is loaded!" he exclaimed. "Must be nearly two hundred smackers in here!"

"Jesus Christ!" chuckled Ed, licking his lips. "Jesus Christ!"

Wade pocketed the money and tossed the purse on the floor. "Let's go," he whispered.

"Naw, we better tie'em up or somethin'. They might wake up two minutes after we're gone, ya know."

Wade thought it over carefully and then nodded. "Yeah," he replied. "Then every fuckin' pig in this town will be on the lookout."

"We can get nailed for rape, too, ya know."

"Probably." Wade headed for the door. "We got some clothesline in the trunk. I'll bring it in."

Ed nodded. "I'll make sure they don't make no noise."

Wade no sooner had closed the door behind him when Diane woke up, yawning and stretching her arms in the air. "You up already?" she asked. Rubbing her eyes, she glanced at Ed, then at her opened purse. Sitting up sharply, she shouted, "Why, you fuckin' assholes, what the fuck…"

By that time, she was silenced.

Ed had moved quickly, sitting down beside her and slapping his hand tightly across her mouth.

The force of his strength stung her, nearly knocking her out. She was recovering her strength quickly, but by this time Ed had flipped her over on her stomach, buried her face in the pillow, and sat on her ass.

Less than a minute later, Wade appeared, beaming from ear to ear. "Look what I found in the glove compartment," he said, holding out a thick roll of adhesive tape. Then he noticed that Diane was already awake, and was struggling violently beneath Ed.

"Well, whaddya know!" exclaimed Ed, chuckling as Wade came over to the bed. "The guy we stole the car from was good enough to leave a first-aid kit. God damn!"

Ed was a strong man; it was very easy for him to pin Diane's arms back and hold them tightly while Wade wound several feet of the clothesline tightly around her wrists. Her hands secured, they pulled her legs back and bound the ankles tightly together, only a few inches from her wrists. She struggled desperately, her ass wriggling. She was straining so violently that the whole bed shook. Ed was forced to keep her face buried in the pillow. Her squeals were loud and strong, even though they were muffled.

"The tape," grunted Ed. "Before the other broad gets up! Quick! I dunno if we can handle two of these jumpin' cunts!"

Wade pulled off several long strips of adhesive. Clamping his hand over Diane's mouth, Ed turned her over and lifted her head. Wade stretched the tape firmly over her mouth and cheeks and smiled at the fierce expression on her face. "God damn!" he chuckled. "It's a damn good thing we tied ya up. You'd probably wanna tear us apart!"

"Come off it," grumbled Ed impatiently. He got up and picked up the clothesline. "Let's get the other one and get the fuck outa here!"

Karen was still sleeping soundly. Since she had been lying on her back, it was very easy for the men to gag her, rope her ankles together, flip her over, and tie her just as they had Diane. They had no sooner tied her wrists together and brought back her ankles when she awoke, gasping fiercely and jerking on the bed.

Ed wiped his forehead and sighed in relief. "Christ!" he muttered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigarette. "I'm glad that's over. You girls are fuckin' hellcats!"

Both Diane and Karen squealed angrily from beneath the tape over their mourns.

Wade eyed the naked, helpless girls who lay heaving and squealing on the beds. "Sorry, dolls," he whispered, feeling bad about the whole thing. "You were great chicks. Nobody's better'n you two, honest… but ya'd turn us in. We got nothin' against you, but we can't have ya cryin' to the cops. Ya see? We need a couple hours' head staff."

Karen tried screaming, but it was hopeless. The tape held, keeping her mouth shut. She tried one last time to jerk herself free, but she soon sighed in utter defeat. The two men had done an expert job on them. All the girls could do was bounce, squeal, and writhe on the beds. They were completely helpless.

"Let's go," Ed said at last.

"Maybe we shouldn'ta tied'em up so good," reflected Wade. "They won't be able to get loose. And they might be hurtin', ya know. We tied'em pretty Goddam tight. They're nice kids. We don't wanna hurt'em."

Ed shrugged. "The cleanin' lady'll untie 'em when she finds 'em this afternoon."

"Let's leave 'em a knife," suggested Wade. "It'll be fuckin' embarrassin' for the broads to be found that way. You know. Naked. All tied up like this. They're prob'ly married, anyway. Ya know what all that publicity would…"

"Maybe you're right," reflected Ed, sighing. "But leave the knife in the john. They can get it themselves. That way, it'll take 'em at least an hour to get loose."

"Okay." Wade took the knife from his pocket and went into the bathroom. He set the knife in the bathtub and went back to the bedroom. "All right," he said at last. "Everything's set. Let's go."

"Not yet."

"What the fuck's wrong with you?" Ed began to chuckle.

"What the hell's so fuckin' funny, clown?"

Ed's eyes were glued to the two naked, tied girls who lay heaving on the beds. His thoughts were obvious. "I'm gettin' hard again," he said, laughing.

"Jesus Christ!" snapped Wade. "Haven't you had enough?"

"Fuck, no!" Ed grinned. "These broads are beautiful! Best fuck I ever had! Seems a fuckin' shame to…"

"Ml right," replied Wade, pulling down his pants. "But let's make it quick, far Chrissakes!"

The girls both made another feeble attempt at a struggle, but the manner in which they were bound prevented their lashing out or hitting the men anywhere. The men merely pulled the girls toward the edges of the beds, spread their legs, and rammed their cocks deeply up their cunts. The girls squealed and gasped beneath the tape. The men chuckled when they felt the girls' cunts already dripping hotly.

"How 'bout that?" reflected Ed, laughing. "They come just as hard when they're bein' raped!"

Karen was the first to explode. Her cunt juice poured from her hot tube and soaked Wade's cock and balls. He kept fucking her until his cock spurted body with jism. She came three more times before he pulled out of her and went into the bathroom to wipe his cock off.

Ed rammed his cock brutally in and out of Diane's creamy slit. Soon she was pounding out enough juice to sink a battleship. Her squeals were loud even though she was gagged. Ed, laughing, slammed his cock inside her cunt even harder, and gasped and shuddered when he felt himself coming. He lay on top of her trembling body for one more minute before he pulled himself out of her and went to clean himself up.