Mark Carver - Aunt into bondage

I thought of Laura when I ate Amy's juicy little cunt and it made it twice as exciting! I wanted Laura to be there to lap up the blood and honey with me, then I would eat her out for a solid hour! "God, if my square father even suspected what was going on, he'd kill me!"

There was a long silence and Laura twitched madly from head to toe, waiting for the next nerve-shattering lash. She finally dared to open her eyes. He'd put the book down and was staring lustfully at her naked ass, his prick crimson with eagerness.

"Well," he said in a gentle voice, "I think that's enough torture, don't you? Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord. You do have a lovely body, you know, Laura. As Sherry would say, let's fuck and suck for a little while."

Don't trust him! Laura thought. But the prospect of even temporary relief from the whirling back lashes left her dazed. "I'll – I'll blow you if you like," she whispered, "lick your balls. Anything. But no more, no more whip, please!"

"Yes, you'll blow me," he said. "But when I'm ready. Since you only seem to fuck boys, let's show you how a man does it."

He stepped behind her, out of her range of vision and another chill of fear raced along her stinging flesh. Out of her view, he placed the massive dildo next to her bound ankle. Then he sat between her milky thighs, facing her ass, and slid his legs beneath her hips, with his legs stretched out alongside her ribs. He leaned on one hand for support. He now sat upright with his throbbing meat facing the exposed pink lips of her pussy, between her legs. In this way, he could see every detail of her glistening cunt as he fucked her, every inch of her beautiful ass, and he could stroke, pummel, slap, caress or do whatever he wanted with her creamy mounds.

As he parted an ass-cheek with his thumb, he saw he also had access to her tiny brown anus.

For a minute, Carter Hawkins pressed the glowing head of his long prick against her silken cunt-lips as he gently ran his fingers over the hot flesh of her ass. It was burning, a blushing pink from the whip, a beautiful rosy hue that contrasted sharply with her trembling white thighs and dark hairy cunt. He inched his hips forward, slipping his big rod into her wet pussy-flesh, catching his breath. It was a very hot juicy cunt, much more exciting than his blonde's.

"Oh excellent!" he gasped, shoving more of his pulsing meat into the flew slit, feeling her soaked walls tighten on it. "Oh yes, you're going to be some fuck, Laura. Mmmmmhhh!"

In spite of her terror, Laura moaned softly as he plunged his prick deep into her trembling pussy. It felt wonderful after the brutal whip, gorged and hot and reassuring. The tingling fire on her flesh began to ebb as Carter fucked her with slow lunges of his hips, shoving deep and hardening his prick at will to thrill her throbbing pussy. He stroked almost dreamily, lifting his ass off the bed to vary the pressure of his thick meat inside her luscious cunt, pumping very hard and then softly.

"Oh, that's marvelous," Laura moaned in lascivious delight when he rammed her slit in slow lewd strokes. None of the clumsy eagerness of sweet young cocks with Carter Hawkins, he realized. He knew how to please, how to extract and give maximum pleasure from a woman. "You really know how to fuck," she panted, getting wildly aroused flow.

Intently, Carter watched his pulsing red meat sliding in and out of her seeping cunt, having to exert a sharp self-control not to come too early because of the slippery excitement racing along his prick. He kneaded the hot flesh of her vulnerable ass meanwhile pinching and rubbing it in his palms and fingers. The bright blush he loved so much was beginning to fade, though. He gripped both her ass-cheeks in his hands and squeezed firmly with each drive of his cock. He slapped the hot flesh sharply as he shoved his prick to the hilt and Laura gasped with delight.

"Oh, I love that," she groaned, wriggling her ass wildly. "Oh Carter, this is a terrific fuck! Oh gooooooood!"

Sherry's father was fucking fiercely excited now, unable to control himself under the tight rippling heat of her cunt. Quickly, he reached for the giant dildo beside him and turned it on.

The humming instantly alerted Laura. The brunette froze in fear, her mind slow to realize what he might do, her milky flesh tensed.

Then the most white hot searing agony Laura ever felt plunged brutally into her tender asshole. She lifted her head, tried to scream and couldn't. Her savagely impaled ass quivered in a frenzy high in the air and she tried desperately to lose consciousness and failed.

"Unnn… unnnng… eeeeeeee!"

Furiously aroused as he plunged the gigantic rubber prick with fierce power up her tiny asshole, Sherry's father increased the rhythm of his fucking-strokes. He lunged passionately deep into her tight frantic pussy, feeling it constrict even more under the pressure of her ravaged anal slit. He began to come in violent spurts, jamming the dildo in and out of her narrow asshole with both hands with the fury of sheer vengeance.

"Beautiful cunt!" he panted. "Yes, hot and tight… Ooooof! Cunt! Oh you lovely bitch! Fuck!"

Helplessly screaming, Laura writhed her hips insanely as her bowels and pussy blazed with bunting pressure. She could no longer tell the difference between the searing pain and shattering orgasms.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she groaned deliriously. "Shove it up my ass harder! Aaaaaaaaagh!"

She fainted suddenly.

When she awoke a few seconds later, she was aware that her ravaged asshole was free of the maddening pressure, and that Carter's cock was trickling limply in her pussy. She heard his breath heaving behind her, and then she sighed painfully he slid his soft meat out.

The bed beneath her was soaked from her tears. Her entire torso felt as though it were burning away in a holocaust. Even the whip was pleasure compared to that rape.

He came into view at the head of the bed, his lips grinning, his limp rod dripping obscenely. In his hands he held the whip again. Laura shuddered.

"That is what we call a traumatic experience," he lectured, slapping the whip loudly in his palm. "You will, to your amazement, Miss Swenson, leant to love and crave such intense thrills. The normal feelings of pleasure from ordinary sex are no longer going to satisfy you. Your nerves will rapidly become jaded, demanding deeper and wilder sensations. Your luscious cunt, and may I say I've never had better, will find ordinary pricks quite boring. Such is the capacity of the human nervous system."

"You're mad," she moaned. "You're crazy."

The whip tore at her tender ass-cheeks and she gasped.

"Maybe," he conceded. "But basically I'm no different from you. New avenues of excitement, new kicks, that's what you really want. That's why you seduced your nephew and corrupted my daughter."

His voice trembled with rage and Laura clenched her jaw fiercely, waiting for the next lash of pain. It never came when you expected it, she realized.

With the whip in his right hand, he sat at the head of the bed facing her. His long deflated prick was directly in front of her face. He put the heels of his feet into her soft aching back and nudged his cock forward, to within reach of her lips.

"You will now suck me off," he told her. "You will give the most artistic, fantastic blow-job of your life. Each time you fail to thrill me, you will be punished. You will have to earn your freedom. Go to it. Go!"

Laura lifted her parted mouth and he nudged the head of his dick into it. She stroked the tiny slit on the knob feverishly with her tongue, then inched forward to swallow more of his warm meat. Quickly, she circled her wet tongue around the front two inches before she began pumping her hot mouth eagerly on his swelling prick.

"Ummm, very good," he groaned. "Yes, yes! Bite, but gently."