'What's the matter, Wendy, too much for you?' he asked, grunting as he fit his meaty cockhead against her asshole.

'No, no, take it away, take… uhhh… take it away!'

The blonde was screaming at the top of her lungs, lurching her ass to get away from his huge prick. But she couldn't do it. He had tied her far too well, too tightly to the bed, for her to move much. She was trapped, unable to escape from his hungry prick.

'Ohhhhh…' she wailed.

Brad was puffing behind her. She waited, tensed and terrified, wondering how it would feel having his prickmeat jamming up her ass. He was going to hurt her, she thought, going to tear something inside her.

'Now, baby, now.'

There was a sudden, piercing pain, as if her ass would split in two. Wendy's face whitened, and a rush of air sprang from her throat. She arched her back. The ache in her ass radiated to her arms, her legs, her belly. Every muscle in her body throbbed with the agony of her stretched asshole.

'No! Oh my God, no, no, don't… oh don't put that thing in my… uuhhhh…'

Wendy screamed louder. The whole tight ring of her asshole seemed to be tearing.

Brad relaxed for a moment, then sucked in another breath and shoved down and forward once more. His long thick cockshaft bent at the middle from the pressure of his cockhead against her asshole.

Wendy let out another series of strangled cried, the cords bulged on her neck, and her mouth gaped open. With her eyes shut, tears oozed from under her lashes.

It was like a huge lump of rock jammed against her asshole. Before the woman could even let out another shriek, he shoved his cockhead into her. The muscles all around her asshole felt as if they were going to rip at any moment.

'Yaggghhhhhhhhh!'

And still there was a fire in her cunt, a fire she could feel sparking. She wished his prickhead were in her pussy and not in her ass.

'Uhhhhhh…'

But Brad would have his way. He enjoyed watching her thrash like this, enjoyed hearing her screams of pain, watching her face quiver. She could see it in his evil grin.

CHAPTER SEVEN

'No… yahhhhh… a oh no, no, don't oh don't do it… don't do it to me!'

Wendy screamed.

Her throat ached from her desperate cries. She wanted to feel the hard prick in her pussy, not her ass. But Brad kept his cock in her asshole, moving his hips from side to side, holding her more tightly. He gripped her as if she were going to fly away. And still he was shoving down and in, down and in, ramming his cock into her squirming ass beneath him.

'Uhghhhhh… no, ooohhhh God, you're… splitting me… uhhh… in two!' Wendy pleaded.

'That's the way it is, baby, that's the way it is.'

She could feel her asshole muscles relaxing, the channel opening, giving way to the constant pressure of his cockhead. Brad let go of one thigh. She felt him clutching her tit. Wendy squirmed, moving her ass back as much as she could toward his hairy belly. She was noticing heat and tension in her ass that added to the sparkling flames around her clit.

'God!' she exclaimed.

Another spasm, this one more powerful than the last, made her asshole muscles squeeze, cramping down on his entering cock. Brad grunted, holding back, his fingers pinching her nipple harder and harder until Wendy cried out for him to let go.

'Gonna go for it, huh?'

Wendy screamed back at him, feeling the painful pleasure of his fucking reaching higher and higher in her ass. Her belly spasmed, her cunt winked shut on thin air. It seemed as if her entire body were out of control.

His wide cockhead buried deeper. Wendy sobbed, tears streaking her cheeks. He was fucking her steadily, fucking his long thick cock in her asshole. His fingers were pinching both her nipples, tweaking them, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers.

Wendy bit her lip. She couldn't even cry now as Brad pulled out, the reversed tugging sucking at her asshole obscenely. More delicious sparks shot through her clit, sensations Wendy couldn't understand. No one had ever done this to her before.

'Ohhh…' she moaned.

Brad paused, grunted, then tensed his thigh muscles and began to shove his prick rod back in. The woman relaxed her ass, spreading her knees and pushing them out. She felt completely torn, bewildered by the conflicting sensations racing through her mind and body. His hard cock was stroking nerve endings in her asshole, nerve endings she never guessed she'd had before.

Her round, firm asscheeks flexed against his pressing belly, searching for more of that fullness threatening to split her ass wide open.

'Oh, yeah, yeah, move that ass. Come on, move it real nice, nice for me,' Brad crooned.

His breath was blowing harder against her face, panting against her forehead, and his fingers continued, to work her stiffening nipples.

Wendy closed her eyes once more, imagining how it must look with her tied up in that obscene position, arms and legs bound together by those silken cords. She pictured Brad, his cock spearing into her asshole, splitting her asscheeks in two while his hands roamed freely over her tits.

Easter and faster, in and out, the sliding cock sent fiery thrills through her body. Wendy felt her guts filling with his prick. Her asshole lips were catching on fire as Brad fucked harder and harder.

'Fuckin' tight ass, Wendy. Nobody's ever done this to you, have they?'

She couldn't say a word.

'You don't have to answer me, baby. I can tell… uhhh… can tell when I've got a virgin ass around. And, man, this asshole feels right tight and good against… ughhhh against my… my cock!'

Brad was stammering, his voice tight, hoarse, cracked, as he fucked furiously. Then he paused for a moment, waiting for his excitement to calm down before fucking hard and fast again.

'Oh, no, no, you're… you're going to cum in… in my ass?'

Wendy bit her lower lip again, drawing blood. She felt the mounting pressure in her cunt match the rioting sensations in her asshole. Somehow they were connected. In some strange way his assfucking was making her cunt hot all over again, making her pussy muscles cramp and clutch as Brad's cock kept on fucking her asshole.

'Ohhhh, man, soon, soon gonna dump my… uhhh… dump my load in your ass.'

'Ooohhh!'

Desperately, the woman ground her teeth together, whipping her ass up and down. She pulled and tugged at the silken bonds until she thought the belts were going to slice her wrists and ankles in two.

She had to have his cock in her cunt. It wasn't fair, Wendy thought, to work her up that way, and then pull out and fuck her ass. She had to have that hunk of prickmeat sliding in and out of her pussy, touching her clit.

'Fuck… fuck me,' she cried shamelessly.

Brad guessed what she was thinking, and snickered at her distress. He kept fucking her in the ass, his fingers now straying down from her tits to her pussy and toying with her clit and cuntlips.

It was too much, for her to stand. She whimpered and begged him to pull his cock from her ass and put it in her cunt.

'Yagggghhhh…' she moaned.

Yet part of her mind wanted more cock in her ass. Being fucked in the ass or having a man's prick in her asshole was exciting in its own way. The silk cutting into wrists and ankles, the strange position she was in, the beating, and now this assfucking, both elated and repelled her.

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