Robert Jenkins: Suzy in bondage

Sue's eyes met his for a moment. They were wild with lust. Begging him to make her cum.

Then Sue's big blue eyes rolled back in her head. Her whole body tensed. The girl's legs clamped so tightly around Ben's head he thought his neck was going to break.

"YAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Sue shrieked.

Her body arched again, driving her cunt up against Ben's slavering mouth. His neck creaked under the renewed strain.

Then a hot gush of sweet-smelling juices sprayed out of Sue's cunt. Ben choked on the unexpected flood. Some he swallowed, but a lot of it ran down his chin, into his neat little beard.

"Aaaahhhh… aaaahhhhh… oooohhhhhh!" Sue wailed below him. She was struggling so hard that Ben had to circle his arms around her thighs and buttocks to hold on. Her cunt was fluttering wildly under his mouth. But still he kept on licking.

What a sexy little doll! Ben thought excitedly. The wild power of Sue's response was turning him on. With his mouth still full of her smooth hot cunt flesh, he started to get an erection. His hand reached down to check. Yeah… he was hard!

Suddenly Ben jerked his mouth away from Sue's cunt. She whimpered when she felt her still-climaxing pussy deserted. But not for long.

Wild with lust, Ben reared up above his writhing girlfriend. He stared down at her for one long moment. At her desperately pleading face. At her swollen, pink-nippled tits. But most of all at the wide-open, moisture-gleaming expanse of her lewdly splayed cunt.

"Comin' in, baby," he grunted. And falling forward, Ben buried the full length of his rock-hard cock up inside Sue's climaxing cunt.

"Uuummmmppppphhhhh!" she grunted. Then she was off again, her orgasm renewed as Ben's cock flashed in and out of her shuddering body.

Ben felt as if he were trying to hold down a wildcat. Sue writhed and twisted below him. He had to hold her down by the arms, struggling to keep his cock in her as she bucked mindlessly below.

And then he was cumming too. Knowing that the girl was already cumming, he made no effort to hold himself back. His sperm jetted up into her belly just as she was slowly beginning to wind down.

"Oh, Ben," Sue crooned, holding her climaxing lover down tight against her body. As her own orgasm faded away, she trembled with delight as she felt her lover's semen jetting up into her cunt. At that moment she was totally Ben's. She would have jumped off a building for him.

"God, but you're good for me, baby," Ben gasped out as he rolled limply from Sue's sweat soaked body. He couldn't believe he'd gotten it up so quickly, twice in a row.

Strangely, that lingering moment of love and trust was the beginning of the end for Ben and Sue.

Later that afternoon, Sue learned that Ben gambled.

"You're lucky for me, Suzy," Ben said. "I think you can help me out of a hole."

"What do you mean?" Sue asked.

They were sitting in the little living room. Ben was steadily drinking. He'd been drinking for two hours.

"I've got myself in a bind. But half an hour's good luck could wipe it all away."

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Sue said vaguely. Her mind was elsewhere. When Ben started to mix himself another drink, her face clouded.

"Do you have to drink so much?" she asked disappointedly.

"Yeah," he answered simply. "Holds me together."

The two of them had had bitter fights over Ben's drinking. Like most alcoholics, Ben was very sensitive about it. But this time he refused to rise to the bait.

"Hey! You're not listening," he said accusingly. "About my problem."

"You're holding your problem in your hand," Sue said primly, gesturing at his drink.

Ben began to get exasperated.

"How would you like to see me with a hole in my head?" he asked. "Or with both legs broken?"

There was something so intense in his voice that Sue became alarmed.

"Of course not," she said. "But why should that happen?"

"That's what I was trying to tell you. I'm in trouble."

"But what kind of thing could end up like that?"

Ben was silent a moment, staring moodily at Sue over the rim of his glass.

"I'm in debt to some gamblers," he said finally. "Two thousand bucks."

Sue was shocked. Her mother had drummed into her head the evils of sex. She had overcome that. But her father had told her horror stories about gambling and gamblers. They were still with her.

"My God!" she burst out. "Two thousand dollars! How could you?"

"It sure seemed easy at the time," Ben said wryly. "A little good luck, a little more bad luck, and it began to add up. Jesus, but I had a run of bad luck! I was five grand ahead at one time, then the roof fell in."

Sue was too stunned to say anything.

"The problem is, the money is overdue. I've got an extension until the end of the week. And then I'll either have to pay up or they'll take it out of my hide."

"They wouldn't dare," Sue sputtered. "Gambling debts are illegal. You'll just have to go to the police."

Ben sighed tiredly. "God, are you innocent. Half the cops in town are being paid off by those bastards. I open my mouth, they'll do more than bust me up. I'll wind up dead in an alley."

"You can't be serious!" Alarm showed in Sue's eyes.

"Serious as hell. I'm in trouble, baby, but I think I see a way out."

"You… you're going to pay them? You know some way to get the money?"

"There's only one way I can get that kind of dough in a couple of days," Ben said. "Lady Luck. And I think you're her."

"Me? What do you mean?" Sue had a vision of Ben trying to get the money out of her father, through her. Not only would that be impossible, but it would turn her parents permanently against Ben. But she was in for an even greater shock.

"I'm going to make one last play at the tables," Ben said. "With you next to me. You're lucky for me, baby. I know I can't lose then!"

"What? You must be out of your mind! I'd never be a part of a thing like that!"

"It's the only way," Ben said stubbornly. "I'm going to give it a try whether you're with me or not."

"Oh, no… Ben…"

"Whether you're with me or not!" Ben repeated. Sue was ready to refuse again, but had second thoughts. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe she could help hold him steady if she were with him. But gambling… Sue had an image of a dimly lit room. Dirt and stench and cigar smoke. Shifty wines rolling dice on the floor. She shuddered all over. Instinct told her to say no. Love made her say yes.

"P-promise me it'll be the last time," She quavered. "Promise me you'll never gamble again."

Ben's face lit up. "I knew I could trust you."

"Who's the blonde chick with Ben Jackson?"

Big Frank Hammer was leaning nonchalantly against a crap table in his casino. The beautiful brunette to whom he'd just spoken followed his gaze. Her eyes ran up and down Sue Ryan's taut young body, appraising her coolly.

"You planning on taking away more than his money, Frank?" she said, smiling slowly.

"That wouldn't be a bad plan, Glenda," Hammer mused. His eyes raked over Sue's pleasing form.

"Fabulous pair of tits."

"You know… she does look kind of familiar," Glenda said. "I may have seen her picture somewhere. Maybe the society page. Hold on. I'll find out."

Hammer watched Glenda move away across the crowded floor, her lush hips swaying provocatively. Damn fine-looking woman. Then he glanced over at Sue, at her blonde loveliness. What a kick it would be to have both of them in bed at the same time.

After making a few inquiries, Glenda came swaying back. Heads turned as she passed.

"I was right. It was the society page. When she got engaged to Jackson. Her name's Sue. She's Henry Ryan's daughter. The guy who runs that big brokerage firm downtown."