Broken Pt. 4

He blew his load in less than two minutes but it was a large one, shooting from around the tight seal of her lips, running down her pretty chin. She frantically tried catching it with her hands to keep it from spoiling her new gown, and was mostly successful. He withdrew his limp cock with a slight popping sound, patted her cheek affectionately, and waddled off to sit in a nearby chair, as she looked around disgustedly for something to wipe her hands on. Carman, always present it seemed, handed her a bar towel and I watched as she cleaned the spunk from her hands, her face filled with revulsion.

After that, they all settled down into couples to watch porno films, but not necessarily with the mates they’d arrived with. Julie was coupled with the black guy, Jade with the old man, and Alice with fat-boy. Susan and Raul were still on the sofa, her head face-down in his lap, moving slightly. Emotionally drained except for my rampant cock, I speculated tiredly that from that particular motion, she was probably licking his balls. Both of them seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely.

Carman came around periodically to suck my cock a little, keeping me interested in things, but always stopping just short of letting me shoot my load. Around midnight the girls switched mates again, including Susan. This time she got the big black guy, and Carman rode her own brother’s cock for about an hour. Julie, the odd girl out, sat on the stool and bedeviled me by flashing her pussy — which by this time was wet and gooey. I was still in a lot of pain, my balls aching like hell.

As I watched Susan sink down on the large black cock, I whispered urgently, “Fuck me, Julie. You can do it. No one will care.”

“Ooooh, I’d love to, Darling. I can almost feel that lovely cock sliding inside me, but Raul would kill me.”

“Go ask,” I pleaded. “Maybe he’ll relent now that it’s so late. Please!”

Julie swished away and bent over Raul, who was being frantically ridden by his sister. She came back with a smile on her pretty lips. She silently lifted her long gown and climbed over me, her swollen pussy lips open and centered directly over my throbbing cock. She was so close I could feel her barely brushing against my meat. She leaned forward and licked my lips.

“Raul says I can offer you a deal,” she whispered. She smelled so good, her tits right in my eyes, my dick seemed to be seeking her heat. She let me have a nipple and I sucked it in gratefully, nibbling gently as she moaned in gratitude. “Raul said you could either fuck me, or I could release your handcuff. One or the other — not both. Which do you prefer?”

Her gaping pussy was so close over my cock-head that I could actually feel the damp heat radiating from it. I tried thrusting up to enter her, but she pulled away, laughing softly. “No cheating, now. He was very specific. One or the other. Which do you want?”

I groaned with frustration. One way I would be free, the other would relieve this terrible ache in my groin. It wasn’t much of a choice right then. I said, “Fuck me. Please.”

Julie settled down on me, her sweet pussy enclosing over me like a wet glove. She took me all the way inside her and when she was sitting on my belly, she slid her tongue into my mouth and started fucking me slow and easy. I lasted all of about thirty seconds before going off like I’d never cum before! She didn’t stop after I’d finished. She rotated her ass and moaned into my mouth until I was hard again, then slid off and sucked me inside her warm mouth for a while. When I got close again, she straddled me and rode me until she blew apart with a gigantic orgasm. I was close behind her.

We fucked again before daylight. Then I fell into a dead sleep, and when I awoke everyone was gone. I was just grateful the dogs hadn’t eaten me. I wasn’t cuffed anymore so I stood, stiff and sore from my ordeal. Durian sneaked up behind me with Carman.

“Your car is out front, Brad,” she said. “Leave and don’t come back. There’s nothing for you here. Susan is gone, so just accept it. If you come back, there will be serious consequences.”

I stumbled outside and drove away, not looking back. It’s been a year now and I don’t know where Susan is, or if she’s even alive. I’ve worried over it laboriously until I’ve finally concluded there is no more I can do. I know they will come for me someday. I’m a loose end and Raul doesn’t like loose ends. Every time there is a noise late at night I imagine, this will be the time. My life is over anyway. I don’t care anymore.

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