Blake Garfield - Hung, strung housewife

Every boy in the yard rushed forward to help him.

"Please!" Rachel whined. "Pleeaasse! Jack-ak! You know how sensitive my tits are!"

"Yes, I do," Jack said with a grin. "And I know how big they are too. The quicker you suck off my buddies, the bigger they'll stay. If not, I've got the feeling these boys you have here might just squash those big old tits down to size."

Rachel was kneeling in front of a small table. Her arms were drawn tight behind her back, bound from wrist to elbow with electrical tape. Her shoulders ached and the muscles in her arms felt as though they had been torn beyond repair, but the submissive beauty paid hardly any attention at all to those small discomforts. All her attention was directed in front, toward the pain that was about to start.

Fastened to the side of the table were two huge table vises. They were opened all the way, their flat metal jaws almost a foot apart. It was still a tight fit for Rachel's big tits. The vises would have to be tightened several inches before they started to hurt her, but that was only a few turns of the metal handles.

Rachel was supposed to suck the cum from every one of Jack's friends. When she heard that they had paid a dollar each for the chance to fuck her mouth, she had felt like the world's biggest whore. And each boy could turn the crank one half a turn for each minute she took to make him cum. The worst part of all was the electrical tape that bound her legs together from her ankles to mid thighs, that wrapped around her back and stomach and the table legs and stuck to her ribs and the far edge of the table. The only part of her body she could move was her head. She was helpless, and facing the most terrible torture she could imagine.

"Let's go," Jack said with a grin.

The first boy's name was Joe. He slapped Rachel's face with his cock, driving her wild with fear by flipping his cock round out of reach of her questing mouth. The boys laughed at Rachel's frantic, pitiful attempts to follow his cock with her mouth. She turned her head this way and that, flapping her tongue as far as she could out of her mouth. Joe would whip her face with his cock, then pull it out of reach just before she could brush it with her tongue.

"Half a minute," Jack said, holding his wrist so he could see his watch and the action at the same time. "Let her rip."

Joe let go of his cock and turned the crank on the vise that held her right tit. Rachel tensed as the vise tightened round her big tit, even though it was several turns away from where it would really start to squeeze her. She watched Joe's swinging, half-hard cock intently. With his hands off the crank she finally had a chance to get his cock into her mouth.

Rachel plunged her face forward, stretching her long graceful neck until it burned with pain. She brushed the slimy head of Joe's cock with her lips, cupping her tongue under the heavy cock-head to try to tease it into her mouth. Joe started to jerk back, but when he felt the wet brush of her tongue on his heated prick, he stayed right where he was. After a moment even that wasn't enough, and he fucked forward until Rachel's nose was buried in his cock-hair.

The boys cheered as Rachel hollowed her cheeks and went to work sucking the boy's hard cock. None of them had gotten a chance at her mouth while she had hung upright between the trees. Everyone of them had huge, aching hard-ons at the prospect of sticking their cocks down the throat of such a beautiful woman.

Rachel hardly gagged at all as Joe brutally fucked his cock into the tight little tunnel of her throat. She couldn't stop the wet gurgling noises she had made as she blew him, though, or stop the trails of spit that leaked down the corners of her mouth. The boys laughed at her and called her filthy names as she slurped and grunted hr way through the blow-job. Their contempt and mockery made Rachel so hot that she almost forgot the torture that lay ahead.

"Time!" Jack shouted.

Joe grinned at her and tightened the vise an her left tit Rachel bobbed her head on his cock like a madwoman, taking every inch he had to offer again and again and again, until her face was sloppy with her spit and his cock was jerking out of control in her throat.

"Oh shit!" he bellowed just as he started to cum. He grabbed Rachel by the back of the head and held her lips pinned to his balls. "Here's a jism injection, you cocksucking slut!"

Rachel drank the boy's cum as tough she wanted to suck out every drop of jism in his body. His cock seemed to vibrate in her throat, spitting out huge wads of gooey cock-juice.

The next boy was named Andrew. He had a small cock, so small that it barely poked Rachel in the back of her mouth. Her checks hollowed and swelled as she sucked the cum from his cock. He only managed to turn the vise on her right tit once before he poured his jism into Rachel's mouth. She didn't swallow it until he had finished shooting his whole load. Her checks bulged with the cum-load. Then she tilted her head back, opened her mouth so that all the boys could see the brimming pool of jism within, and swallowed it in laud, wet gulps.

"What a gross fucking bitch!" one boy shouted.

"Geez, she's a sleazy cum-sucker, ain't she?" another boy cried.

Their abuse and the perverted thrill of swallowing such a huge mouthful of cum made Rachel orgasm. She thrust her ass back and forth and flexed her cunt as if she were fucking a huge, pounding cock. Her big eyes glazed with lust. The boys called her even dirtier names, and a few of them stepped close and spit on her beautiful face and voluptuous body. Rachel moaned louder and came harder. When the next boy shoved his cock into her face, Rachel stared at it blankly for a moment. Then she swallowed it whole, pressing her nose against his stomach and squirming her lips around the bulging sac of his balls.

"Oh shit!" the boy gasped. "Oh shit!"

Rachel pushed her face forward desperately, slithering her lower lip over the crinkly bag of the boy's balls. She opened her jaws impossibly far and popped one whole ball inside her mouth. Then she did it again, and sucked the whole bag into her wet, warm mouth. Her gorgeous face bulged grotesquely with the impossible load she was holding in her mouth. Spit ran over her chin like a waterfall.

The sex mad housewife slapped her tongue all over the boy's balls. She flexed her throat around the gullet-stuffing shaft of his cock.

The boy gasped with pleasure, his legs shaking, but he managed to hold out until he had gotten to turn each vise once. By the time he filled her throat with his jism the vise on Rachel's tight tit was just pressing into her creamy flesh. It didn't hurt, not yet, but it was going to very soon.

The next boy was named Lonnie. He turned around and presented Rachel with his ass. He spread his asscheeks wide and poked his ass right at Rachel's pretty nose. It was with a sigh of resignation that she plunged her face into his filthy asscrack and went to work. She knew that it could take a very long time to make a boy cum this way, and she didn't have the time to waste.

His asscrack was filthy. It looked, smelled and tasted as though he had never used a sheet of toilet paper. Rachel rubbed her face into it like a cat rolling in kitty litter. She sponged her tongue up and down the filthy crack like a deer at a salt lick. And when the crud from his asscheeks was smeared all over her face and tongue, she plunged her soft lips onto the crusty brown pucker of his asshole and plunged her tongue up the clotted channel like a bear searching for honey.

It was the most impressive display of ass-sucking any of the boys had ever seen. Rachel smacked and slobbered on Lonnie's ass as though it were the world's sweetest morsel of candy. When she plunged her tongue up his asshole, his knees shook and he almost fell down. Than he whipped around and aimed his cock right between Rachel's parted lips. His first spurt of jism splashed over her nose. After that there was fuck-slime everywhere. Rachel caught what she could in her mouth.