John Kellerman - Teaser in torment

"Ghhhaaa!"

"Choke her a little," Jess said, her shorts bunched at the crotch where she was playing with her twat. I could hear the wet snick of her fingers between the lips of her cunt.

"You just watch that fuckin' camera," Scott growled, fucking his cock farther towards the back of my throat.

I choked and he pulled back a little, rolling his hips excitedly. I could feel the veins pulsing along the hardness of his cock. My tongue danced frantically, trying to escape the thick invasion of hot meat. I didn't want to excite him by licking the harts that were so sensitive, but when he pumped deep and almost choked me, my tongue fluttered like it was trying to escape.

"Yeah… like that," Scott coughed as I accidentally licked the top of that flared knob, the part that was so hot and spongy. The smacking sounds between my thighs were louder. Bursts of pleasure racked my belly and tits as Chris sucked at the blood-red bump of my clit.

Jess took the camera from the tripod and came in close. The big lens seemed only inches away from where my lips were stretched wetly around the fucking shaft of Scott's hot cock. My spit sucked and crackled around it as he worked the head into my throat again and Jess clicked off half a dozen quick shots.

"Tell me when you're gonna lose it," she said to Scott. "I want some with cum on her face…"

"Gettin' good…" Scott touched my tonsils with his cock and then brought it out until just the flared part was between my lips. My breath was hot against his dick; he probably liked that. But I couldn't just stop breathing. Not with Chris burrowing his teeth and chin between my thighs. My cunt was on fire, my ass squirming on the mattress. Chris held my cunt-lips apart with his fingers as he fucked my hole with his tongue.

"Get ready…" Scott made a strange, grunting sound. His cock seemed to shiver and then it was throbbing powerfully. "I'm gonna pop!"

He held the sides of my face hard so that I couldn't turn away. My head flopped back, hanging from where the pillows had been jammed under my back. I couldn't escape. That thick, sliding prick was going to shoot its fuck-cream all over and I couldn't get away. The manacles on my wrists and neck jingled as I jerked convulsively to free myself. Scott grabbed my free hand and held it up by his cock.

"You grab me when I tell you to. If you don't, you'll be sorry, baby – real sorry."

Jess came in close with the camera. Chris continued to eat hungrily at my pussy as my throbbing petals sucked and clasped his tongue. And then Scott pulled his pounding cock from my mouth and made me wrap my fingers around the spit-slick shaft.

"Jack me, dammit. Jack me!"

I jacked. The swollen veins under the skin stuck out like ropes. His cock was so heavy! The tiny slit at the end was only an inch or so away from my upside-down mouth. I brought my circled fingers up sharply against the crown and a droplet of whitish cream grew into a string. It dangled from the slit until it splatted against my forehead and tangled in my hair. Then a powerful burst of seed sprayed my lips, the curds pooling inside my mouth. Jess was clicking the camera as fast as she could.

"Nooooo! Nuuhhhhh!" My eyes clouded as the sensations against my blossomed pussy became excruciatingly sharp. What was Chris doing? My clit was being sucked from my body! It felt like he had it between his teeth, nursing and nibbling and eating!

"She's coming, too!" Scott mumbled, holding my head tighter than ever, pumping his hips to make his cock slide faster in the clutching circle of my fingers. More hot cum frothed from the tip. Strings dripped down my cheeks, some of the fountaining spurts hitting my neck and spraying up over my tithes.

A trembly madness seemed to sweep over my body. Blood pulsed in my ears and I felt dizzy and mad with the lust to reach that fiery pinnacle of pleasure nay body was so close to. I clamped my thighs tight around Chris' head and humped wildly.

"Yuhhh! Yuuhhhhhh!"

My fingers smacked with slick cum as I continued to jack Scott's cock, as I milked the heavy curds out so they'd drip into my mouth and run down my face. I didn't seem to be conscious of what was happening. All I could think of was the fever Chris was making with his mouth. I fucked my hips furiously, hearing the soppy pussy folds suckle around his teasing mouth. It was like going mad slowly, so tantalizingly slow!

"Ohhh! Nhhhuuuuu! Come… got to come!" But nothing was coming out of Scott's cock any more. He pulled it from my grasp.

"Eat what's on your fingers!" he ordered.

As if hypnotized, I pushed a pinky into my mouth and then the next finger, sucking between each one. Even when I was doing it, I knew I'd never think of such a thing normally. But my body wasn't normal at all right now. It felt like a live wire was running through it. I shivered and twitched, my ass still working against Chris' mouth. The taste of the cum made me dizzy.

The camera was still clicking when Scott shoved me over onto my side and motioned for Chris to leave. Chris gave me a sheepish look, wiped his face on his arm and disappeared. I thought I'd freak out completely.

"Ohhh… what's happening… why is he stopping…"

Scott motioned for Jess to come over and get a few more shots of me as I writhed on the bed, my belly heaving, my ass squirming around like crazy. Somehow I got a hand down between my legs. Scott jerked it away before I could shove a finger into my flooding, hot pussy.

"Get that other manacle. We'll tie this one up, too." He held my face roughly in his fingers. "Wouldn't want Robyn here to start getting naughty habits."

Jess slipped the manacle around my free wrist and looped the chain through the circle of steel at my neck. My hands were both pulled behind my back and when I tried to pull them down, the chains just jingled. Then she locked the chain that was connected to my ankle manacle to a heavy ring in the floor.

"Don't leave me like this!" I begged, dragging the chain after me as they started picking up the camera gear. I followed them halfway to the door, but the chain caught and I went down on my knees. I was alone.

"Got to do something… got to…"

I looked around the room in a panic. My panting breath thundered in my ears. Streams of my cunt butter made hot lines down the insides of my thighs. I felt like I could come any second if I could just… just touch my poor, swollen cunt-lips… rub them… love them! My eyes flicked around the room… and then I saw it. The smoothly polished bedpost. It was just the right size and even had a little ridge as part of the design. Whimpering with hunger, I dragged the chain over so I could stand on tiptoes over the upjutting wooden prick. My outer labes were so swollen that when they brushed across the domed wooden post, they popped open with a smack. I let my knees bend and gently lowered my cunt down… down…

"Ohhhh… yesssss!"

The smooth wood forced my pussy-petals back until the butter ran freely down the varnished surface. I felt the muscles being forced apart inside.

And of course I could only remember one incident in my whole life that was anything like the sensations I now felt. Chris. My first lover. He'd shoved his cock into my cunt and fucked me until I'd been half out of my mind.

"Ohhh, Chris," I groaned, bending my knees more, letting my heels down to the floor as I writhed my hips around.

The wood was so hard and cold. But it was something! Something to fill my hungry little cunt. I'd never realized that a girl could want something so bad. In the past I'd always been the one in control. I'd always made the boys want me! Then laughed when they didn't get it.

"Ohhh… so hard… so big… feels good!"

I lifted and lowered my cunt over the wood post. My fists were clenched at my back where the chains bound me. It was hard keeping my balance without using any hands, especially as the rutting thrill came back strong again. I felt dizzy with lust and fever. I squirmed my ass around as I let myself down as far as I dared.