Yvonne began to raise herself, spiraling her hips so that her juicy twat corkscrewed maddeningly around her brother's upright prick. Eric put his hands on the floor and threw his head back, moaning with delight as his sister's pussy lips traveled up his cockshaft, leaving a trail of glistening, aromatic cunt sauces.
'All right,' the impassioned Yvonne heard Frank say, 'now use your tongue, sweetheart. Make my big prick shoot come into your mouth!'
An instant later a blood-chilling scream filled the room.
'Oh, wow!' Yvonne murmured. She stroked her brother's flanks. With only the head of his long thin cock plugged into her cunt lips she swirled her hips in a wide circle, so that Eric's cock went around like a crank. Her pussy drooled cunt honey down the stalk of the awesome prick.
Mike Burden watched in agony as Diana wrapped her full lips around Frank's gigantic prick and sucked on the stiff cock in a ghastly parody of enjoyment. Prom the play of his wife's satin cheeks he could see that her agile tongue was going to work on the cock in her mouth with every bit of her skill. The thought of what the brutish handyman's cock must be feeling like made Mike's prick stir with involuntary interest. He knew how his wife sucked cock!
Frank moaned gutturally as hot, wet pleasure enfolded his cock. Diana's tongue was like a moist, soft serpent twining avidly around his swollen prick. As she began to tongue the joining of prickhead and shaft he felt his balls tighten, ready to unleash another stream of come into his victim's waiting mouth. The electrical cords cut into Diana's wrists and ankles. Her nude, sweat-covered body was one blaze of pain. She wondered desperately how badly she had been burned by her tormentors' hot coals.
She could feel pleasure tingling in the giant cock stuck in her tear-streaked face. She hated knowing how much pleasure she was giving Frank. But giving the handyman the blowjob of his life was a small price to pay to keep from having her abused tits caressed again with the glowing-hot coals!
With the wet paradise of Diana's eagerly-sucking mouth enfolding the end of his cock, Frank was in a heaven of carnal delights. Not for he first time, he savored the extra edge of delight at the knowledge he was tormenting and humiliating a haughty, beautiful young woman. It was the most intense joy imaginable.
But there was one thing more that could make it perfect…
Diana was almost beginning to enjoy slurping and lapping at Frank's cock. Her jaw muscles ached from being held wide apart by the mammoth prick that was now fucking slowly in and out of her mouth, a half-inch out, a half-inch back between her widely stretched lips. But the taste and feel of rock-hard male cock was something Diana had long since learned to love. Hell, she didn't have to look at the homely handyman; all she had to do was suck on his tremendous prick. Her pussy began to water with unwilling excitement.
Then it flashed into unbearable agony as Frank touched an ice cube to the dripping pussy lips.
Diana's body lurched from the bed. Frank's cock shot down the captive's throat. 'Arrrrrgggghhhh!' she howled around the thick plug of cock sliding into her face. 'RRRRmmmmmpppph!'
Diana took the outsized cock down her throat like a sword swallower. As her nose pressed into the coppery bush at the base of her tormentor's big prick, another scream and her gag-reflex combined to grip the cock in a fierce grip.
'Holy fuck!' Frank shouted, as a boiling blast of come was sucked right down his victim's pale arching throat.
Diana moaned as jism surged up her throat around the fat shaft of the cock in her face. She fell back, eyes streaming tears from the pain in her pussy. Frank came with her, hunching over to keep his cock thrust far into her upturned face.
The pumping prick filled her mouth with slimy come. Diana rolled her eyes behind the blindfold. The taste of Frank's come sickened her to the depths of her soul. He was coming in her mouth – after what he had done to her!
Eric's lust-fevered, eyes took in the sight of Diana writhing around with Frank's cock embedded in her face. He saw come bubble past Diana's lips around the throbbing, come-spewing prick. A white drop of jism ran down her cheek.
'Oof!' he said. His prick, half-engulfed by his sister's greedy cunt, quivered and spat jism.
CHAPTER SEVEN
'Yeeeeeeeahhhhhhh!' Yvonne howled. Her silky buttcheeks drove downward to slap hard against her brother's muscular thighs. The cock in her pussy jerked and spat come again. 'C-c-come in my cunt! I'm commmmmmminnnngggg!'
The walls of her pussy tensed about the pulsating length of her brother's cock. Eric moaned and clawed at her white shoulders. He sat up, crushing her full jugs with his chest, driving her pebble-hard nipples deep into the succulent cushions of her tits.
Come mixed with cunt juice slobbered from the distended lips of Yvonne's cunt. Come mixed with saliva oozed from Diana's well-fucked face as Frank's big cock kept spurting the gooey white jism into her mouth. The free-flowing come had filled the victim's nose and mouth and now she was choking and gagging and coughing on Frank's prick and the jism that jetted from it.
Her every gasp and choke made her tormentor's prick shoot come as though an endless supply was stored in his balls. Frank's elbows were to the wall as he stirred his cock round in her face, grunting and crying out in hoarse delight as he fucked his come down Diana's throat. The sounds of Eric and Yvonne fucking themselves into a frenzy of incestuous orgasm reached his ears.
At last every drop of come was pumped from his nut sac into his naked victim's mouth. His big prick gave several final pulses and went still. Diana moaned. Tears leaked from the corners of her tightly-shut eyes.
Frank raised himself. The cock slithered from between Diana's lips. Come dripped from the limp cock onto her mouth.
She spat the cock out and shook her head. Frank laughed. 'You suck cock pretty good for a married lady,' he laughed.
'You bastard!' Diana sniveled. 'You filthy son of a bitch. Oh, dear God, what have you done to me?'
Frank's response was to reach down and yank the blindfold from the captives eyes. Diana blinked, dazzled by the dim light in the motel room. 'Go on,' Frank said. 'Take a look at yourself, baby.'
A pink tongue, mottled with come, peeked from a corner of the naked woman's mouth. It made a circle of her lips. Diana moaned as her tongue scooped up acrid remnants of Frank's come.
It took all of Diana's willpower to make herself look down at her gleaming naked body. She didn't know if she could stand the sight of her tits. To see her once-perfect, alabaster titflesh disfigured by the glaring marks of the coals would be too much. Her eyes loved haltingly downward. And saw nothing! Her boobs were still slightly puffy and reddened from being whipped with belts and Frank's thick rope. But not a single burn-mark glowed against the succulent flesh of her tits.
She stared at Frank in mute incomprehension. Slowly he brought up the tongs. Between them was a dripping and shameless lump of ice.
'Wha…?' Diana asked. Yvonne was coming down from her pinnacle of orgasmic ecstasy, and her glorious naked body was turned so she could watch as her comely captive discovered how she'd been taken in.
'Ice,' Yvonne said tauntingly. She tightened her pussy muscles on the still-rigid staff of her brother's cock. He groaned and his long prick squirted a few more drops of come into his sister's cunt. 'Just ice and a little psychology. That's all. No hot coals, no nothing. You've been had, beautiful.'
Yvonne's eyes were huge and glowing like star sapphires. Eric reached up to cup the rich ripe fruit of her tits. She sighed erotically. She was monstrously turned on – still – and her pussy was relishing the feel of every inch of his wonderful magic wand of cock.
Diana goggled at her. 'You mean…' she said, and her voice trailed off. She glanced again at her boobs, the dripping ice cube, the limp cock between Frank's thighs, still moist from her saliva.
'Damn you!' she shouted. 'God damn you all, you tricked me!'
Yvonne laughed. 'Would you rather we used the coals on your tits for real?' she asked throatily. She stretched like a cat. Her tits rode up her ribcage like melons in slings. 'It could be arranged.'
