by Teased, Tied
“Look at that lovely blonde bush. Get on the bed; I can’t wait to touch it.”
She didn’t even take off her heels as she got on the bed, trying to slide over as graciously as she could, but it was hard, she was naked and they were watching her every movement. Jhon and Vicente got on the bed with her, one on each side of her. They fluffed up the pillows so she would be half reclining. “Can I take off my heels?
“You look so sexy in them, Lola. Naked except five-inch heels. Leave them on for us.” Jhon liked the look.
“Spread your legs.” Vicente was eager to see her pussy again.
She heard those words so many times since she came to Venezuela. Never expecting that she would do it willingly so often. She brought her knees up and spread her legs, her body flushed in shame as she exposed herself to the two men.
“What a beautiful pussy.” Jhon couldn’t take his gaze off her. She was so erotically posed, leaning back on the pillows, her proud breasts pushed up high, two brown nipples sticking out like sharp, pointed sticks, her belly sucked in, giving way to the blonde bush that did little to hide what lay nested beneath it. Even with her legs spread, her puffy pussy lips barely opened up. Young virgins were that way. “Pull your pussy lips apart so we can see your wet, pink insides, Lola.”
Lola looked to Vicente for help, but she saw the same lust and eagerness in his eyes as he stared between her legs. Her fingers slid through her bush until she got to her pussy, her fingers finding her shame, her lips oily and wet with desire, in spite of exposing herself so vividly to the two men. Is it because I’m forced to do it that excites me? She pinched her pussy lips with her fingers so she could grip them tight and slowly pulled them open, staring down to see how obscenely it looked. She pulled them wide open until she felt a dull ache, seeing her pink insides exposed all the way from the top, her pink clit standing out like a small cock, her inner lips wet and shiny all the way back down to the dark, mysterious hole that beckoned the two men to be inside her. She knew before the two men were finished with her that her pink pussy would no longer be so pink. They intended to spank and whip her pussy and she was going to let them have their pleasure with her body. She felt Jhon and Vicente move next to her, each of them grabbing one of her legs. She released her pussy lips as they spread her legs wider.
“Relax, Lola. Hold your legs open for us now, like a good girl.” They both released her legs. Vicente was the first one to strike her, the palm of his hand hitting one of her thighs, high up where the skin was soft and tender and close to her pussy.
“EEEEWWW!” She wasn’t expecting it, her thigh stinging when his hand left. It was so close to her pussy that she could feel the breeze.
“SSSMACK!” Jhon was not to be outdone, striking her other thigh until it turned a pretty pink. Lola squirmed, but her legs continued to be spread.
“EEEhhh!” Lola was crying out continuously, two men taking turns in making her thighs burn. She was bracing herself each time for when they would change the place of attack and spank her pussy.
After striking her thighs ten times, they were an angry red. Then they moved onto their next target. “SSSMMAACK!” It was almost like a wet thud when he struck her pussy with his hand. Vicente could feel the soft, puffy lips of her pussy crushed beneath his hand. He felt her body jerk in pain, rewarded with a cry from her lips, yet as much as her thigh muscles clenched and tried to shut, she kept her legs spread even though she knew there would be another.
She couldn’t believe it when she felt it for the first time. It stung something terrible, feeling as if her pussy lips were swollen. She had always admired his large hands, but now she was feeling the full impact of them between her legs. His whole hand attacked her pussy, his hand touching every bit of flesh between her legs. She cried out, but she didn’t know whether it was pain or welcoming the harsh touch of his hand. Her pussy felt as if it were opening up for a big cock to enter her, her inner muscles looking for a man’s flesh to milk and caress.
“EEEEHH!” Jhon struck her next, his hand finding the soft flesh of her heated sex and slapping it with a harsh reality. Before he could draw his hand back for another, Vicente was already poised.
“I love to hear the sound of my hand meeting your wet pussy, Lola. Keep those legs spread nice and far, and we will work over that pussy.” Vicente slapped her hard again, this time hitting higher up, making sure that he attacked her clit at the same time. He was rewarded with a shrill cry. He rubbed her pussy before he pulled away, able to feel the heated flesh and the dripping wetness. He grabbed the fine, blonde hairs of her bush and pulled on them until her ass started to rise up from the bed. He released them, Jhon taking advantage of her vulnerability and slapping her hard, her pussy lips parted just enough as two fingers sought out the sensitive inner flesh of her pussy that was exposed.
“Please, please,” she begged as she cried out, but she didn’t know what she was begging for. She had to fight the muscles in her thighs that wanted to close her legs and protect her pussy, but all Lola could feel was the pain of the spanking merging with the pleasure of serving the two men that were dominating her body. They took turns spanking her, then Vicente rained down ten continuous blows to her pussy, not as hard, but rapid staccato slaps that forced her lips to part and Lola felt the burning of the slaps on her wet, inner lips. Her body shook as she felt the river of juices flowing from her pussy.
Jhon forced one of her legs up higher, the plane of her sex opened up to more punishing blows, his hand raining down his own rapid spankings on the bottom of her pussy and her perineum. He could see her pussy begin to open up as if welcoming the hands beating her, her thighs covered in a slick of her juices. Before he allowed Vicente access to her pussy, he gave her one hard smack, catching her buttocks relaxed and her anus exposed. His fingers found the tiny hole and slapped hard against the tight knot of her muscles.
“AAAHHH.” It felt like his hand was trying to enter her anus, his fingers hitting so hard that they spread her anus opened as the sheer force of the blows made them enter her. Vicente was back, pulling back one of her pussy lips, keeping it open so that his hand could beat hard into the soft flesh, but her body shook when it exposed her clit. “EEEEGGG!” It felt like his hand was crushing her clit into her pubic bone, smashing hard and grinding it down against the unresisting bone.
The two men worked her over, one of them spanking her pussy. When she pushed too far into the bed away from them, one of them would grab her by her pussy lips, gripped them so tight and pull her back up into the air by her lips. It hurt and felt good at the same time, the fingers releasing her just in time for the other to start spanking her pussy once again. She couldn’t believe what she was feeling, Lola confused by her own emotions, but that didn’t stop her from allowing them full access to spank her pussy. They began to rub her pussy between spankings. Not gentle, as she would do when she masturbated, but large, male hands abusing her, pushing aside her swollen and burning outer lips and rubbing callused fingers up and down the smooth, slick inner lips. The hands returned to spanking her then yanked her blonde pubic hairs until a few plucked painfully from her body, only to grab and rub her pussy hard.
The men kept if up for twenty minutes, her pussy now turning a pretty dark shade of pink from the abuse but shiny and slick from her juices. Her body jerked from side to side, but they followed her every movement, never letting her escape the punishing spanks of their hands or the cruel fingers that pinched and pulled on her pussy. She cried out, but they could see it in her eyes and the way her legs stayed spread open that it wasn’t all pain that she felt.
Somewhere along the way, it changed. There was no longer any pain. She was pushing her pussy higher up into the air, her ass no longer on the bed. She was reaching out for the hand that was coming down to strike her, meeting it with her own thrust, her body jolted by the blows, but she kept her pussy arched up. She loved it when their hands grabbed her pussy, strong fingers digging into her pussy lips and crushing them. They were not
hing like her gentle fingers that coaxed the orgasms from her body, but their harshness was doing a better job of arousing her. She could feel the pressure growing between her legs. She never fathomed such a thing, but they were going to make her cum while spanking and abusing her pussy.
“Harder, harder, make me cum!” Her voice was desperate as she begged them. They took her up on her offer. Feeling as if both men were synchronized, her pussy was never untouched by a hand for more than a second. She began to hump their powerful hands, her inner pussy muscles clenching and unclenching as the pleasure began to spread through her body. “Yes! Yes!” She cried out as Vicente hit her pussy so hard that her clit was smashed into her body, exploding into her brain as the orgasm crashed into her body. It felt like she was pissing on herself, never feeling herself ejaculate before. It was as though she was a man shooting out, her body racked by the pleasure that shook her, the men never stopped spanking her pussy in spite of her cumming, Lola not wanting them to stop. She rolled from one orgasm to the next; each time she started to come down, one of their hands slapping her pussy would set her off again. She could hear the sharp slaps on her wet pussy and the smell of her cum filling the air. It took her a long time, but she finally slumped down from exhaustion, the men draining her body. Hands stopped slapping her, but they continued to rub her pussy, relishing the wetness that they smeared all over her body.
“I see that Lola enjoyed that lovely experience. I think you will have to change the sheets before the next time, Jhon. In the meantime, while Lola gets her arousal back, I will show her how to pleasure us.” He had to help her up, Lola finally able to stand up.
She was led over to the other side of the room again, naked except for her heels and the sheen of cum that covered her pussy and thighs from her explosive orgasm. They stopped in front of the chairs, Vicente turning to face her as he began to undress. She watched him as he bared his chest, firm abs and large arms connected to his powerful hands. She looked down as she heard him open his belt and the swish of his zipper sliding down. His pants dropped to the floor, but she didn’t see them, her eyes trained on the bulge in his shorts. It was huge and erect.
“Take them off, Lola. Then I want you to kneel at my feet. You’re going to suck my cock until I cum. Then you are going to lick every drop of it up and swallow it.” Vicente looked down as she kneeled so submissively at his feet. He put his hand under her chin so he could see her face, her hands already slipping his shorts down, his cock bobbing in front of her face. “Kiss the end of my cock, Lola. Let me feel your silky lips.”
It was bigger than she expected, bigger than she had ever seen before. She was lost in exploring it with her eyes. From the domed head that was a dark red, the thick ridge that went around it, she wondered how that would feel as it scraped inside her when he fucked her. The head was smooth, all except for the one hole in the center, which was already leaking a shiny fluid that would soon be in her mouth. The shaft wasn’t smooth. Ridges, bumps and veins covered it; blue veins pounding with his blood. She gazed beneath his cock, through the thick, wiry black hairs that covered his ball sack. With one hand, she cupped it, feeling so heavy and hot as she cradled the twin balls that hung down. With her other hand, she gripped the shaft tight, her first touch making it quiver and jerk in her hand, tightening her grip until she could control it. She felt it throbbing in her hand. It felt so powerful. She wet her lips in anticipation. She leaned forward on her knees, her lips only inches from his cock. She pushed his cock closer to her mouth, inhaling the scent of his manhood. She was going to have it in her mouth in minutes, her heart racing a mile a minute, excited at what she was going to do. She blew on his cock, holding it tighter as it tried to jerk away from her grip. She squeezed his balls a little tighter, feeling the power she had over him at this moment. She squeezed the shaft and another drop of fluid leaked out. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and ran over the very tip, soaking up the sticky fluid and bringing it back into her mouth. There was a strong presence of salt in it, bathing her taste buds, but it wasn’t altogether unpleasant. She puckered her lips and kissed it, her tongue pushed out her lips as she lightly lapped at the head, moving all over it until it was bathed in her spit.
“Look at me while you suck my cock, Lola. I want to see those beautiful blue eyes.”
She felt a little ashamed and excited as she looked at him. He wanted to see her with his cock in her mouth, eagerly sucking it. She didn’t want to disappoint him, her mouth opening up wide as she moved her head forward until she felt the hot flesh of his cock on her lower lip. She let it sit there for a moment, feeling it burning her flesh. She struggled to control it as the muscles in the powerful organ tried to escape into her mouth. It was bigger when it got to her mouth, her lips stretched as she lowered her head until she felt the bulbous head slip into her mouth. Her lips barely had to close when the head was fully engulfed in her mouth, the cock so big. Her tongue knew exactly what to do as if she had done this before. Does every girl have an innate skill at sucking cock? She knew she was doing it correctly when it quivered and jumped on her lips, her tongue drawing a broad swath across the head, another drip of the sticky fluid flooding her mouth again. She did what it was called, sucking the head, her cheeks hollowing in as she drew the cock deeper into her mouth with her powerful suction. It felt funny as more of his cock slipped through her lips, this time not the domed head but the veined shaft. He began to fill her mouth with his flesh. The more she drew it in, the less she could stop it from quivering and jerking in her mouth, bouncing up to slap against the roof of her mouth then back down to sit heavily on her tongue. Her head began to move, slowly at first, drawing the cock from her mouth until only the head was trapped, her tongue lashing at the tip. She then pushed her mouth onto his cock, feeling it enter her, stopping only when it pushed to the back of her mouth, slipping over her wet tongue as she went to work on pleasing him. Her other hand was not still, gently squeezing and releasing his balls, knowing that was where his cum was as she tried to coax it out and into her mouth.
Vicente didn’t have to do a thing to train Lola, her hands and mouth instinctively sucking him with the skill of a trained lover or a whore. He watched her head bob up and down enthusiastically, her hot mouth and tongue working his cock to greater hardness. She had about four inches of cock in her mouth when he heard her first gag. She pulled back but then shoved back in again until he felt his cockhead banging against the back of her mouth.
She could only contain less than half of his cock in her mouth, not sure if she could make a man cum with only half of it in, but it made her choke when she pushed too far. Her mouth was filled with her spit, mixed with the continual drops of fluid that bathed her tongue with its salty stickiness. She didn’t know how much cum to expect when he climaxed, ashamed that she came so profusely only minutes ago.
He let her work on his cock for a few more minutes until she got comfortable with taking him in her mouth. “Slide your mouth down on my cock a little deeper, Lola.”
She sat up higher, until her mouth was poised over his cock. She slid her face down onto his cock, feeling it enter her. It got to the back of her mouth, but she didn’t stop. She tried moving her head different ways, finally finding something that worked. When she moved her head up and down as she pushed, she could feel the head of his cock compressed into the opening of her throat. Is that what Vicente wanted? “GGGLLPP!” She gagged the first time, pulling back, then pushing back again, not wanting to disappoint Vicente with her inexperience. She would suck his cock the way he wanted her to perform. “GGGLBB!” She choked again, but this time, she didn’t back off. She could feel the head of his cock compressed by the tightness of her throat. Her throat revolted, the muscles trying to force it out, Lola fighting her own body just as she did to keep her legs spread as they spanked her pussy. Tears began to run down out of her eyes, but she continued to push with her head, from side to side, up and down, anything to make it slip in deeper.
Vicente looked down a
t Lola, tears running down her smooth, silky cheeks, hearing her gulping and choking but never backing off from his cock. He watched her proudly as he felt his cock slowly enter her throat, her muscles rippling up and down the clenched head as it sank deeper into her gullet. “Don’t take it out of your throat, Lola. You are pleasing me so much,” he encouraged her.
It felt like a huge log was in her throat, but she didn’t move off of his cock. Her stomach turned over as she choked, but she looked up at Vicente and saw how pleased he was with her performance and that made it all worthwhile. He had made her cum, now it was her turn to do the same for him. She began to move her head back and forth, just a little bit, not wanting his cock to slip from her throat. It rubbed dryly in her throat, but she didn’t want to pull it out. Back and forth it moved, her throat stuffed with Vicente’s cock, unable to breathe through her mouth, her nostrils flaring as she tried to fill her lungs with air.
It was a couple of minutes before she finally pulled his cock from her throat, but her face was almost blue from lack of air. She coughed and sputtered, but just as quickly as she filled her oxygen-starved lungs, his cock was back in her mouth, and her head was bobbing up and down until she took him into her throat for a second time. This time, it almost seemed easier for her, her head knowing just the right way to tilt to make it less painful when she gagged, her mouth opening up wide when she did, her head pushing down onto his cock as it slipped into the enlarged opening. He let it sit in her throat for a few minutes before he instructed her. “Take it out of your throat, Lola. You pleased me well with your throat, but I need to cum and it will be in your mouth when I do. I want you to taste me.”
He was going to cum, Lola excited about making him do that. She pulled his cock from her throat with a loud pop, her tongue going to work on the head as she tightened her lips on the shaft as she bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically. Her one hand went to the shaft, stroking the part that was not in her mouth, masturbating him so he could cum. Her other hand milked the cum from his balls, finding his balls and squeezing them as Vicente moaned in pleasure, his breathing becoming ragged, his hips moving to drive his cock in and out faster.
