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“Fuckin’ hell, Kid,” is muttered in a husky tone prior to his warm hands roughly landing on top of my pussy. Soft strokes aren’t offered nor wanted in comparison to feeling the rough pads of his fingertips spreading around the juices, making sure to paint the edges of my lower lips like he’s a starving artist and this moment is his fucking masterpiece. Random splitting movements have faint bits of cool air hitting my clit causing it to swell, an action that gets both men salivating. Panting. “Fuck, you’re being such a dirty little slut.”
“Put me in her,” Kipp huffs, pulling our eyes over to where his dick is out, just waiting to be touched.
The lack of hesitation on Nolan’s part to wrap his entire fist around his best friend’s cock has me gasping for air, but it’s watching him use his other hand to grip the back of Kipp’s neck to yank him closer that cuts off the ability to breathe completely. Being stretched by his thick cock at the exact same moment his mouth is being stretched wide by Mutt’s threatens to have me coming undone on the first hard thrust.
“Yes…” begins leaving my lips in a whispered rapid succession, matching the timing of Nolan’s hand brushing against my clit due to it still being wedged comfortably in place.
“You’re sure the fuck not little,” Mutt grunts against his best friend’s mouth. “Break our woman with this shit.”
More moaning leaves me as I plant my feet flat on the hood to withstand the increasingly harsh hammering.
“Break our dirty fucking slut,” Nolan drops his grip from Kipp’s neck yet continues to stroke his cock into me, “and I’ll have the mess you make for lunch.”
Wetness and whimpers, whimpers and wetness flood from me, prompting the man buried deep inside to pump faster.
Mercilessly.
To grab me by two handfuls of hair and yank me into his rapid fucking, knocking the pens out of my bun onto the ground.
Like some sort of rabid beast, The Kid pounds into me, splitting me wider and wider and wider while Nolan uses the edge of his hand to ceaselessly rub my clit during every stroke he executes. The endless amount of pleasure from two points, from the two men who have become my two points, my two men, pulls scream on top of scream out of me, damaging my vocal cords to the same steady pace they’re destroying my pussy. Names freely fall each time my back bows into the frantic thrusting, and heavenly burning sensations shoot through my extended thighs down to my toes and back to my thighs again on every bounce.
A symphony of sloppy sounds floats into our ears filling them with salacious melodies of their mouths meshing and mingling.
Of Kipp’s balls and Nolan’s hand slapping into me as he maniacally drills.
Of screeches given in warning that I’m too close around snarls of need that too close isn’t close enough.
Too close abruptly becomes over climax’s edge during one last tempestuous pump.
Head spinning pulsations are met by scorching spurts that cease my ability to do anything other than open mouth gape in overload; however, the second the splashes stop, The Kid defiantly steps back.
Savagely grabs the nape of Nolan’s neck.
Smashes him face first into the mess and wickedly commands, “Clean your plate, Sir.”
The instant invasion of his thick tongue into my still throbbing pussy elicits a high-pitched scream, “Ohmygod!”
“That’s not god, baby,” Kipp deviously purrs while ruthlessly rubbing his best friend’s cheeks around in our cum, coating him in the thick, white mixture he claimed to be starving for. “That’s Sir.”
Additional quivers thump against Nolan’s tongue spurring him to stab deep.
“Be a good girl and call out his name.”
“Sir…” He recklessly fucks me harder with his wet stiff muscle to the same demonic pattern our partner just did. “Sir! Sir!”
“Make her cum again,” The Kid commands, fingers now gripping him by his hair to completely control his movements. “Make a new fucking mess.” He harshly yanks him back for them to momentarily meet gazes. “Make one for your cum dumpster to clean up next.” The savage snarl that hits my ears hitches my breath. “I promise to be a good filthy little fuck and lick it all up.”
His new choice of phrasing not only has my hips levitating to our partner’s open mouth but him ferociously wedging his tongue to the hilt while his other hand frantically works to free his cock. Having Nolan’s entire face slammed into my pussy and then haphazardly yanked away prior to being crashed into it again creates an almost unbearable amount of pleasure that has me hysterically humping his extended tongue, desperate to not miss a single swipe. Bliss unremittingly builds each moment he’s granted wordless permission for it to sink deeper and search and hunt for the previous orgasms remains. Haughty chortles fuse with naughty notes of Nolan’s voracious dick pumping, the pummeling of his curled fist being thoughtlessly mirrored by the pounding of his tongue until I’m yet again quivering uncontrollably on a window breaking scream. “Sir!”
Suddenly, his entire body launches upward, cock aimed directly at my clit. Searing surges spray all over my sensitive, swollen nub at the same time his head falls back to release a bestial bellow which only amplifies in intensity when The Kid unexpectedly braces his face on my lower stomach with his mouth wide open to fully welcome the salty, opaque reward. Rather than just continue to be a licentious bystander, I lift myself up onto my elbow.
Dip my middle finger into the pooling collection of cum.
Scoop it into Kipp’s mouth and airily insist, “Don’t waste a single drop, Kid. Show Sir what a good filthy little fuck you can really be…”
Chapter 17
Nolan
