Even the crest of orgasm isn't enough to drown out the whirring sounds. Remembering what you're doing and where you are, you jump up to whirl around....
Or try to.
The bum's deathgrip on your tits stops you halfway through your rotation, the momentum stretching your breast for a moment before you lose your balance, falling back down onto the steely cock. But in stead of spearing your sopping pussy it finds another hole, one previously abused by Dan.
A scream tries to break free as his oversized prick bulls its way into your asshole, but the fall has stolen your breath and what comes out sounds embarrassingly like an encouraging moan of pleasure instead of the would-be scream of pain.
The filthy man beneath you bucks his hips hard, stabbing the remainder of his manhood up your straining hole. A momentary thought drifts across your mind that at least the smell of his cock won't matter as much where it is. The stupidity of the thought amidst your predicament actually makes you giggle, which in turn makes you blush with mortification.
The same whirring sound as before stirs you to action and you struggle to re-arrange you limbs, to break free. When the bum lets go of your tits you find yourself in a crouch, his dick literally literally popping from your hole, freedom within reach. And then he grabs your long blonde hair and yanks you back. Your feet slip in the filth, splaying wide as you fall heavily back atop the smelly old man as if you were eager to get back to the harsh ass-fucking. Another moan escapes your puckered lips as the fall buries him in you to the hilt.
When his hand releases your hair you start to sit up, reaching down your flat, taut stomach to pull him out. You barely reach your hairless crotch before his hands wrap around you in a bear hug, squeezing the breath from you and trapping your arms. His hands reach up now and again to maul your tits, clawing them with filthy and torn nails, leaving bruises and scratches.
You strain again, futilely trying to delve past your glistening pussy to the charging dick. Each violent buck of his hips jerks the tips of your fingers harshly up and down against the hairless mound, reminding you of the earlier pleasure and bringing your little nubbin back to life. In and out he saws, your pussy dribbling lubrication onto his fat rod, each push and pull easing a bit of the burning. 'At least it's more comfortable at this angle,' you think, mortified by another of those damn giggles.
"Ya likkit, huh? Likkit uff?" the bum slurs, and latches onto you neck like a vampire, slobbering and biting and sucking, leaving hickies up and down the pale length of your neck.
Turning your head you try to tell him no, but the hard movements and the lack of breath conspire against you, the grunts and oofs coming out as "Uff! Uff! Uff!"
With your head turn you can smell his sewage-like breath as he grins. "Uffer? 'lright!" he cackles, a shift moving your turned face against his, letting him reach your lips with his teeth, letting him clamp on and suck your lower lip like a bulldog.
What comes next is like sitting on a bullriding machine, tossing you all the way off his thick length with every jerk of his hips. The one saving grace is that each time his cock leaves your gaping ass your cunt drools more juice into it's reddened depths, making each penetration a little bit easier than the last.
Your one free hand flaps helplessly up and down like a bird, the sharp nail of you longest finger pecking down into your clit over and over, the hard little nubbin standing up taller, humming like wanted the punishment. A mewl of protest, or maybe pleasure, exit your lips, and is silenced when he thread his grey tongue into your mouth. Traitorous instincts flare and flick your tongue back into his.
The involuntary song of pleasure from your pussy elicits a moan with each pumping thrust and every peck at your clit. His crushing lips alternate with his slobbering tongue and biting teeth, making your lips bruise and swell. "Umming! Umming!" the bum cries, his mouth letting go of your lips, even as his hands take a strangleholdon your tits, making them look like purple mushrooms.
With a desperate surge upward you pop free of the hold, pulling yourself off the cock with a loud slurp. Your long, splayed legs scramble for purchase, but a yank at your hair makes you stumble, and you fall again. You land hard on his knee, your aching clit breaking into an operatic crescendo of delight that only increases as your full weight crushes it down onto the boney knee cap.
Tumbling forwar, you cry out as the unexpected orgasm crashes over you. A moment later another yank of your hair pulls your open mouth down over his thick pulsing prick. Not even the smell of the filthy member or the thought of where it just was can break through the encores in your crotch, your orgasm short-circuiting your brain, instinct making you lick and suck with abandoned delight, going down on the filthy bum like he was your hero. Hands pull you back up and off the now clean cock, leaving you staring down at it in wide-eyed bliss just as the thick tube erupts, spurting grey paste, one surge after another scoring a bullseye in each of your wide-open orbs before you pull back, taking his last two across your nose and lips before the geyser turns into a dribble. Without even thinking you lick those away, sucking out the last of the smelly sour sperm.
"Oh God," you finally moan thickly, remembering where you are and what you're doing as your own orgasm starts to fade. Once again you notice the whirring sound, and look around in a daze. The cum in your eyes makes the world a blur, but you spy movement behind you and tiny red light. It takes one long moment of wide-eyed stupification before your brain begins to realize that you're seeing someone with a camcorder. Someone who just recorded you fucking a bum like a nympho.
"'ey!" you croak as they back up and out of sight, leaving you struggling upward to your feet. |