Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... laying across her own lower body. Joyce had noticed the turned posts when she was in both of the bedrooms, admiring the workmanship, and the gently rounded corners on every edge. Her immediate thought had been of a woman straddled on top, impaled, with her feet tied apart so she couldn’t lift herself off the three round spheres, 1 inch, 1.5 inch, and 2 inches in diameter, wedged in her tight pussy. Now Helen raised herself on tiptoe, rubbing the top ball along the wet slit, lubricating its entrance into her body, as Joyce’s pussy followed each move, stretching her dripping tunnel. Each time Helen dropped down further, another section forced its way into Joyce, till all three round wooden balls were fully embedded, and Helen’s feet were on the floor. As Joyce had Helen begin to dismount, the suit began to slide the shaft in and out, and Joyce found her story following along, as the girl in her imagination humped the bedpost with deep strokes, lifting almost off, then dropping down. Restraints wrapped round Joyce’s ankles, reached out to the bedpost, and pulled her legs apart, Helen mirroring as ropes attached her to the bed, but the spread of her legs now produced a deeper penetration. The post pounded into the cervix of both players, becoming painful, then pressed deeper and deeper, Helens feet coming off the floor as her whole weight was supported on her womb. A bulge was clearly visible on her tummy as they both writhed through a shattering climax, fingers sinking into ...

... firm breasts as they were squeezed in helpless reaction. The scene continued as Helen’s Mom came into her room, berating the girl for these filthy habits, the reprimand hauntingly familiar to the way Joyce’s Mom would tell her off. She went to the girl’s bottom draw, retrieved the leather paddle Joyce had seen earlier, and began to smack the bare bottom on show before her. As the paddle fell, Joyce felt the suit shock her own bottom in the same place as Helen, and they were spanked together for twenty strokes, before Helen was pushed over, with her head on the bedcovers. The post was digging into her insides as she folded in half, then Joyce felt the bonds on her legs relocate to the headboard, and pull her into the same position, her own anal intrusion twisting her intestines painfully. Joyce’s second stage punishment was always with the cane, so Helen now had to suffer the same fate, as her Mom decreed ten cuts, the first one biting into her bottom, and into Joyce as well, when the suit formed a thin shaft on a springy extension. The second stroke had Joyce cumming again, and she lost track of the story as her caning continued to the allotted ten strokes, each one adding to the sexual explosion throughout her loins. Even though the caning had stopped, the after tremors of orgasm still rippled along Joyce’s clit, deep inside her womb, and in her throbbing nipples, but not dying down. The stabs of pleasure kept coming back, building up to near climax, then backing down, and up ...