Part 2 of Comeuppance
| Author: | WileyHunter |
| Published: | February 18th, 2009 |
| Language: | English |
| Genre: | Fiction |
| Tags: | romance, teen |
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I brought her as close to orgasm as I dared and then
stopped, pulling my head sharply from between her legs and
grabbing the thin blade Tasha had left on the nightstand for
me sometime while I was busy bringing her sister to a peak
of lust. I watched the little slut, her eyes closed, her face
flushed with lust, her lashes laying long against her cheeks,
her hips grinding slowly against the rope as she sought to
complete the pleasure my tongue had born in her. With one
quick, easy motion I reached behind her and cut the rope
which was covering the pussy and ass from the rope around
her waist, pulling it slowly up the front of her skirt, seeing
her eyes snap open as it dragged agonizingly across her
super-sensitive flesh, listening to her high pitched
grunting as she tried to jerk her hips away from the torture,
knowing that this pain would only increase her pleasure
once I was inside her.
When I had pulled the rope out, I cut it from the
front and threw it to one side-my cock was near exploding,
and my lust knew no bounds; I had to be inside her, and I
had to be inside her know. I slide my body beneath her,
lifting her slightly until her hips rested on mine and her
feet between my thighs. The added strain this put on her
body from the bondage caused her to wince, but gasp blew
from her nostrils as I plunged my cock into her slick cunt.
My own thighs were already covered with her juices, and yet
I could not press all the way into her, she was so tight.
I thrust up again, and felt my cock slide past her
tight ring of muscles and slip all the way into her pussy,
her groin pressing against mine. I had to hold her there as
she gasped and whimpered on the end of my cock, the velvity
walls of her cunt almost too much for me. I held her still,
her skirt still covering the lewd, obscene act I was
performing on her unwilling body, until she quieted, her
body still shaking, but her breathing evening and her
whimpering quieting. She was a sight, her breasts heaving,
the clothespins swaying on the end of her nipples, her body
encircled by rope, her mouth and chin covered by tape,
bulging with a ball gag, her long hair, held together by the
large blue bow, spread to her side as her head leaned that
way, her eyes tightly shut as flashes of passion and pain
flashed across her young, beautiful, hapa face.
My hands slipped under her skirt and I pressed my
thumbs against her clit as I began to slide my hips back and
forth and around, rodding her cunt out as she threw back
her head and grunted as my thumbs began massaging the
meat around her clit, squeezing it gently between them. I
worked her like that, feeling my own body begin to tingle as
I teased myself inside her incredibly tight sheath,
prolonging my own pleasure and keeping her from hers. She
was breathing hard and fast now, trying to thrust her groin
against my thumbs, her juices making both our lower bodies
slick and cool.
I couldn't take it any more, and pulled out and
dragged myself from under her. She moaned in frustrated
pleasure as I sliced the rope holding her up as high as I
could reach and pushed her onto her back, her calves still
folded under her and her thighs still spread wide. I flipped
up her skirt and pressed my cock against her cunt, holding
it there while I looked into her eyes, eyes clouded with
pleasure and lust. I tore off her gag and roughly pulled the
ball out of her mouth, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Say it," I commanded, my lips inches above hers,
my eyes locked on her own.
"Uh," she moaned as I slid my cock across her slit,
bucking her hips against mine, trying to impale herself.
"Say it, cunt, say it."
"Fuck." she whined, turning her head away from
me. I gripped her chin and forced it back, feeling her body
so slight, so small, so slender, under mine.
"Say it you little bitch!"
"Fuck me!" she gasped out, and I didn't wait. I
slammed into her, her slender form arching as a half-scream
half-moan escaped her lips. I grabbed her hair and pressed
my lips brutally against her, jackknifing my cock in and out
of her teenaged pussy as I drove my tongue into her oral
cavity.
She tasted so sweet, and my whole body began to
tingle, from the tips of my toes to my lips as I drove into
her, shaking her lithe body with each thrust, feeling like I
was possession her, engulfing her, making her mine.
She screamed into my mouth, her body as taut as a
spring and shaking like a leaf, and I felt warm liquid gush
against my groin and thighs, splattering everywhere, before
a short blackness covered my vision and pleasure bubbled
up from my cock to spew into her depths.
I held her tight, liplocked, for long minutes, until I
felt her body stop shaking, and then held her longer before
pulling my softening cock from her and rolling onto my
knees beside the bed.
"She's a right straight little slut, isn't she?" I heard
my fiance comment acidly.
I lifted myself up onto the side of the bed, "You
might say that. She certainly blew her stack like
gangbusters."
"She made a mess, ejaculating everywhere," she said
as she stood up, a disgusted expression crinkling her
smooth face, a poloroid dangling from her hand. She walked
over to where her sister was lying, gasping in great breaths
through her mouth, her eyes half lidded as she came down
from her orgasmic high.
"Who told you you could make a mess of my bed," my
fiance spat, gripping her sister by the hair and shoving her
ball gag back into her mouth. "You little bitch, I'm really
going to have to punish you now."
Tammy struggled weakly as Tasha manhandled her,
untying the rope which had bound her only to retie her as I
sat back in a high-backed lounge chair, my cock sluggishly
stiffening as what my fiance had planned for her sister and
me began to come clear.
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