Vicious Punks #3
“I always live up to my promises. Nicky, flip him around so he has no choice but to watch. He’ll get to see how a real man fucks a woman,” Dalton orders as he bends over my back, placing a small kiss against my spine as he skims his fingers down my arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake, and grasping the inside of my elbows.
My hands that were gripping Tey’s thighs are suddenly being pulled back behind me until I can’t move from the grip Dalton has on each of my arms as he straightens back up.
Logan releases his grip on my hair and leans forward to bite the side of my boob, making me suck in a sharp breath.
Nicky does the same thing but decides to make my body tremble in fear and arousal by running the blade down my collarbone and taking his time as he switches the knife between my breasts before circling my nipples that pebble into hard points at the coolness of the blade.
“Suck me harder,” Tey demands as his head rolls back on his shoulders, a sexy groan of pleasure escaping his wide lips.
My body feels tight like a bow as Logan quickly moves his fingers in a blur over my clit just as Dalton slams the rest of the way into me with a grunt. I feel like I’ve been ripped in half; the wide stretch of his cock inside me has my eyes watering just before I close them.
“Eyes on me,” Tey whispers, pushing his fat cock farther down my throat as Dalton slowly slides out and quickly snaps his hips forward, jerking my body towards Tey.
My eyes open wide in shock, and I can only moan around Tey’s cock, his piercing touching the back of my throat.
I can feel my juices leaking down my thighs and have to wonder if it’s normal to be this wet.
Each time Dalton starts to pull out until he’s right at the opening of my pussy, I clench around him as if to make him stay.
He only chuckles deeply, thrusting back in hard and rough.
The feeling is almost indescribable, but I do know I’d kill anyone right now if they tried to take it away from me.
My breasts jiggle with the thrusts of Dalton’s cock, pushing me further onto Tey.
“Fuck, Tillie, I can hear how wet you are for us. I’m going to coat your throat with my cum; suck harder.” Tey’s hips jerk in quick thrusts, becoming faster as I suck him, running my tongue around his length each time I pull back.
“You see her, fucker? See how she wants to please both of them, willing to do anything? That’s how you make a woman desperate for you,” Nicky growls at Gary, who whimpers in pain around the sock in his mouth, and that sound alone fuels me like gasoline on fire.
When Dalton slides almost all the way out, I slam my ass back against him.
My ass smacks against the V of his hips with a loud slap, causing him to grip my elbows enough to bruise.
He stops holding back, fucking me hard and fast in a way that has my legs shaking.
Sliding in and out, our bodies slapping together mix in with the sounds of moans and silent cries of pain.
“You better fucking squirt,” Logan commands right next to my ear, slowing his fingers on my clit and making me whimper around a mouthful of Tey’s cock.
Nicky hasn’t stopped littering Gary’s body with cuts from the knife or breaking his bones; the guy is going to be unrecognizable by the time I end up coming.
Nicky somehow seems to know what I need to get me there because his fingers suddenly wrap around my throat, squeezing until I can’t breathe just as Logan pinches my clit hard.
My vision blurs; it feels like I’m floating, yet my senses are all overloaded at once as I come around Dalton’s cock.
My core tensing, feeling a gush of liquid build and release as my whole body trembles with my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
“Christ!” Dalton growls and quickly pulls out, watching me squirt all over his cock before he shoves it back in with a deep, long groan.
He starts to come, splashing my insides with jet after jet of cum, and grunts as I squeeze him with my pussy when Logan finally lets go of my clit.
The pressure releases, and it just makes my orgasm last longer.
Nicky finally releases my throat at the same time, letting me breathe for a split second before he’s shoving me down on Tey by the back of my head.
I gag and close my eyes as Tey coats my throat with his cum, giving me every ounce of his pleasure.
He keeps coming even as he draws back with a moan, filling my mouth up and overflowing past my parted lips.
“Don’t swallow." Tey grins wickedly and bends down, grabbing Nicky’s chin between his thumb and index fingers. “Kiss her.”
Dalton lets go of my arms, wrapping his forearms around my waist so I don’t collapse. I eye Nicky, seeing the hungry look in his green eyes even when his face is a blank mask. Resting my hands on his broad shoulders, I lean forward, and he meets me halfway with his gaze on my lips.
When I say I was devoured, what I mean is Nicholas has taken control of my soul and ripped it to shreds as he grabs the back of my neck and kisses the living hell out of me.
His lips move against mine passionately, sliding across my bottom lip until my lips part and he takes the opportunity to plunge his tongue in.
Smoothly sliding his tongue against mine, with the taste of Tey still filling my mouth, we have a push and pull as he swallows every drop I give him.