Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
Chad
I can’t keep my mouth off her pussy.
The way she took my cock was almost more than a mortal man could take, but I need her pleasure always before mine. So I dragged my dick, kicking and screaming, from her succulent, marauding mouth. I jerked her boots off and ripped her jeans from her kicking legs.
When I tossed them into the fresh cut hay field, I didn’t even take note of where they were going. Then I settled my greedy tongue deep inside.
“So good, Dove. I never want to leave,” I mumble into her hot folds. “Your cunt branded me that first night and I’ll never be the same.” I curl two fingers inside her dripping canal and settle my lips over her clit, pinching and licking until she’s keening and riding my face like a tempest.
I let my fingers fall out of her, take both hands and lift her ass, grinding her opening into my mouth. She’s as sweet as the first time and as hot as fire as I lap at her like a parched junkyard dog.
I moan right with her as she lifts off, drenching my face and scaring up a few crows out in the field. They take flight and flap away along with the last of her raw voice in the breeze. I settle her hips back down when she stops twitching and shaking, still sucking at her opening and swallowing every drop she offers.
My hands work my hard-on, trying to calm him down, but they can’t work as quick as they might while I’m still giving her long slow licks with my tongue.
“God.” Her breathy, shaking voice is almost as seductive as seeing her here spread open for me under the blue sky.
I calm my dripping boy with a few more strokes of my hand, feeling the need ignite the animal in me. The feverish need to love her, and have her give herself to me over and over.
It’s a sickness and she’s the only thing that can soothe the symptoms.
“Over, Dove,” I grunt, eager for her. I need her right now. “Right here, bend over and hold on.”
Her scent fills my nose and has become a permanent part of me. Its claws dig into me, telling me to do things, and I’m at its mercy.
I help her up and over, watching each sway and movement of her tits as she shifts into the position where I’m about to fuck her like an animal. Bent over and raw.
I’m kissing my way up and down her back as I nudge the head of my cock between her creamy outer lips, slipping and sliding it up and down because I love seeing her juice glisten on me.
Her upturned ass is quivering, needy and shaking just for me. I’m in fucking heaven.
“You ready, Dove? Because in a second you’re going take it all, so make sure you’ve got a tight hold.”
With that I sink into her with a steel boner that’s ready to spit the second I feel her walls clench around me. Her fingertips curl to hold onto the tailgate as I glide in one stroke until I tap at her cervix. She lets out that special kind of sound letting me know she’s full and she’s dancing on that line between pleasure and pain.
From there I’m in beast mode, one hand twisting into her hair. I want to ride her hard. I can’t help it, I need to fuck her as hard as I love her and I pray she understands.
“Fuck yes, Dove.” Her walls are sucking at me already, her moans and my grunts filling my ears as I slam into her. She’s still tight as fuck, and from the kinds of yelpy pleasure sounds she’s making, I’m hitting it deep and tearing up her pussy a bit more than the other night. “Fuck back into me, I want to see you take what’s yours. Make me cum, Dove, show me you want my cum inside you.”
She hesitates, then takes me, moving her full hips to and fro, her gobbling pussy almost more than my dick can take. Nothing is more captivating than seeing her own her pleasure, seeing her want me as much as I want her.
She’s soaking me and moving her ass back and forth as I watch my dick disappear and reappear from her drenched pink pull of her opening. Her cunt splays open and shut on my wet shaft and I’m hypnotized as I watch, pulling her head back by her hair as her body grips me like a silken iron fist.
I drop one hand from her hip, reach around and find her clit, two fingers rubbing in a circle in time with the slaps of her ass against my hips. The sucking sounds of my dick being eaten stroke by stroke inside the perfection of her body is like paradise.
“Cum on my cock, babe. I need to feel it, I won’t cum until you do. You are my muse, Dove.”
I tug at her hair like a caveman, lean in and angle my hips, meeting her backward motion with my forward, driving every inch inside her until her pussy clamps down, a rush of warm wetness streams around my cock, dripping down my balls and she takes flight. Her orgasm wrapping me in a flush of her heat.
“Chad.” The sound of my name on her lips out here in the wide open field as she cums sets me off.
My ride is over, my balls nearly climbing inside me. I ram into her with full force, pinching her clit and setting her off in another ripple of her climax.
My balls give a final yeehaw and I cum so hard I whimper, my knees buckle and I nearly take us both down with me. My thigh muscles turn to jelly and I think I may have just called for my mama.
“Goddamn, babe, my cock will never have its fill of you, you know that? Your pussy’s milking me like the winning heifer at the fair. You want hot cum, don’t you, Dove? Take it, it all belongs to you anyway.”
She hums and her body relaxes and I set myself just a bit deeper so my cum stays put as she lets out a little yelp.
“Ow. That hurts,” she hisses, arching up and pushing onto her tiptoes to grant her some relief.
I ease back and I can’t help but swell with pride when she follows me backward.
“Hurts good, Dove, doesn’t it? Tell me you want it. I need to hear you. Tell me I’m the only man that will ever have you like this.”
I draw back and push forward, giving it all to her until there is nowhere for her to go. My dick is still hard, ready for another round, not tapping out just yet. I want to hear her cum again. It’s the most beautiful noise I’ve ever heard. I want her to crave me; I want her to know no other man will ever give her what I can.
She’s pinned in place, pushing back just as hard and holding me tight. I can feel each breath she takes on my dick, and I know that we are connected.
“Only you...”
It’s all she can manage, but it’s not enough. “Dove, tell me I’m the only one. No one else ever.”
I drive the words home with small thrusts, thumping somewhere against her cervix, and in my mind she opens for me. I feel our combined fluids dripping out of her, but I hold tight since I want that cum inside her, staking my claim.
“Yes, no one else. Like this. No one but you. God, I’m so close. I’m going to cum again. Please.” She shifts and wiggles as I hold myself firm and full inside of her, but I want more.
Fuck, I’m so needy.
“You’re mine, you know that don’t you? There’s no escape from this for either of us. Tell me you want me like this forever, Dove. That you want us together forever.”
“God, yes, more.” Her back arches and her legs start to shake as her pussy clamps down, doing it’s very best to take what she needs. “I do, with you, Chad, I want this forever. Please, I need to cum.”
Hearing her say my name and the word forever is all I need. I spread her ass, soak my finger in the running river that’s coming out of her and swirl it around her asshole. I hear her gasp but she’s hitching her hips that perfect inch upward and I know she wants it.
I glide my finger into her tight hole as I penetrate her pussy with a deep thrust. The view from above of my cock moving inside her and my finger in her ass is more than I can take.
I slip both in and out until her breathing stops, every muscle in her body shakes and she moans and cums, drawing out another few sprays of my semen into her belly.
My beautiful filly, out here in the wide open air, ass up with my dick holding my seed inside her, the thrill of imagining it taking root in that fine belly keeps my dick hard as nails, but we have work to do and as much as I’d love to stay here and fuck her into the sunset, we need to adult for at least part of the afternoon.
After tonight it will be different because she’s going to be in my bed. Our bed. Nothing is just mine any more.
I won’t let her leave again. I can’t. When you find the one, you rope it and teach it whose boss. Show her just what it’s going to mean to be saddled with me once and for all.
Her body goes limp and I slip my finger out of her ass, lean over and nibble and kiss her neck until I feel her come back to me.
“You okay, Dove?”
“Ummm, yes, but I’m a mess.”
“You are a perfect mess.” I drag my cock out of her and hate the disappointed sigh she makes when I leave her empty.
I kiss my way down her back until I can take a bite of her ass cheeks. Pulling them apart, I watch as my seed leaks out of her battered pink pussy.
I shake my head, frustrated that it’s not all inside her where I wish it to be, but it’s not her fault. Her tight as fuck tunnel can only keep so much inside. I’m sure I’ll refill her a couple more times before the sun sets today, then see what I can do before it rises again.
“Hold on, Dove. I’ll clean you up.”
I wiggle my still stiff shaft back into my jeans as I put myself back together, working my way over to where my canteen and backpack are lying next to the tree at the front of the pickup.
I’ve got a clean towel and water in my pack, so I soak the soft fabric and make my way back to my girl.
She’s standing just as I left her, and it makes me content to know she trusts me like that. “Good girl.”
I like this. I want to take care of all of it for her. I don’t want to miss a moment of us. I can’t explain it, nothing like this has ever happened to me before. For so many years now, sex has been nothing more than a passing thought. Just wasn’t worth it, wasn’t what I wanted from someone that didn’t mean something to me.
Now I’m on the other side of that river and I want it all from her. Every moan and whisper. Every complaint and caress. I want to know her dress size, her shoe size, even her damn cup size. I’ll paint her toenails pink and brush her hair, for fuck’s sake, but I want it all.
I want it all.
“Good?” I wipe her inner thighs and as much as it pains me, a tiny river of cum drips out of her opening. When she’s not quite so sticky, I bend down and blow on the place where the cool cloth left her still damp and watch the goose bumps rise on her soft skin.
“Good,” she breathes.
“More than good. Mine.” I grab her pants and help her dress as the afternoon sun drifts behind some clouds, and all I can think about is our future.