Page 36 of Runaway Whirlwind


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“Mama told me about a house for rent close by, and we’re going to check it out.”

Dolly is wide awake now as she takes in the woods and houses around us, and it’s nothing but a five-minute drive from Mama’s house. The house is smaller than Mama’s, but it has the same kind of old country charm. The wood siding is painted light green with white trim and shutters. It has a nice wide front porch with a porch swing, too, and Dolly’s eyes light up when she sees it.

I didn’t recognize Corey’s name or voice when I talked to him on the phone, but he does look slightly familiar when he steps out of the house to meet us on the porch. He holds out a hand for me to shake and says, “Hey there, Wyatt. Long time no see.” It clicks then that we went to high school together, but he was a few years behind me, so we didn’t interact much.

“Yeah, it’s good to see you too. Thanks for taking the time to show us the house.”

“It’s no problem. It’s been empty since my parents retired, and I’d hate to have to sell it if I can’t rent it out soon.” Corey does a double-take when he finally notices Dolly, though how he missed her in the first place, I don’t know. She’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen with her sexy, short polka dot dress, bright red sweater, and thick blonde hair hanging loose down her back. “Well, hey there, sweetheart, I’m Corey. Who might you be?”

He holds out his hand to shake hers as he did mine, but I don’t give him the chance to touch her. Instead, I put an arm around her shoulder and pull her into my side, probably a little too roughly, but there’s no help for it when I’m getting this worked up. I don’t like the way his eyes widened when he saw her or that he called my babygirl sweetheart.

Louder than needed, I say, “This here is my fiancée, Dolly. We’re looking to rent a bigger place with room for a nursery for when the baby comes.” Thankfully, Dolly doesn’t try to argue or kick up a fuss, and Corey catches the challenging look on my face and in my tone, and he backs off.

“Alright, well, uh, I’ll go ahead and show you around.” He holds the front door open, and I push Dolly inside ahead of me, with Corey following after me. “It’s a small house, but it has everything you need, and my parents maintained it really well. They had just remodeled some of the rooms before they decided to retire, so it has some nice updates. There’s a master bedroom with an attached bathroom plus two smaller bedrooms down this hallway here on either side of a guest bathroom.”

We follow along after him as he takes us room by room, which takes all of three minutes. It really is small, but it’s a hell of a lot bigger than my shit-box apartment.

The kitchen is painted a bright white with somewhat newer kitchen appliances, and though the master bathroom is small to match the rest of the house, it has a modern soaker tub. I don’t miss the small squeal Dolly makes at the sight of it. I can imagine what she would look like with her head tipped back, eyes closed in bliss as I lather up my hands with soap, sliding them down her body as I wash her from head to toe. A shiver runs through me, and my cock begins to swell behind my zipper.

“So what do y’all think about it?” Corey is looking at me when he asks that question, purposefully avoiding looking at Dolly since our little exchange out on the front porch.

Good.

Dolly’s face says it all—she loves it.

“We’ll take it depending on how soon we can move in,” I tell him.

“Well, alright then. I have the lease agreement in my car. If you’re ready to sign and can put up the first month’s rent and security deposit, then you can move in as soon as tomorrow.”

I follow Corey out to the front, leaving Dolly behind to explore the house some more. Seeing her excited about moving into this house gives me a sense of peace, and I hope it means she’ll quit thinking she has to leave me.

Not that I’d let her leave…even if she wanted to.

At least, not without me in tow.

The monthly rent is reasonable, especially given how much space and privacy we’ll have out here. “Corey, is there any way we can keep this agreement between the two of us? My woman’s father might be looking for us, and he’s a mean son of a bitch. I’d rather he not be able to find us out here.”

“Sure thing, if you want to pay with cash. I’d suggest you don’t let too many people know you’ve moved out here, and don’t update your driver’s license.”

“Thanks, man. Appreciate it.” We shake on it, and I breathe a little easier, knowing Dolly will be that much harder to find.

* * *

Before we’ve even left the driveway of the little green house, Dolly is fast asleep again. Come to think of it, she sleeps more than anybody I know. Is she missing some vitamins or something? Shit, she probably is, although it could just be from the stress of escaping, all the orgasms I’ve been giving her, and the food I’ve been plying her with. But maybe I should get her some vitamins anyway, especially if she does get pregnant. She’s going to need all the energy she can get to keep up with me and grow my gigantic babies.

When we make it back to the apartment, Dolly rouses enough to make it up the stairs on her own while I bring in all the moving supplies I bought while she napped in the truck. She manages to change into her oversized long-sleeve T-shirt, eat a few bites of dinner—and another slice of pie—and brush her teeth before she collapses on the bed.

I strip out of my clothes, not bothering with pulling on sweatpants this time, and brush my teeth before stopping by the bed. Dolly is asleep on her front, and her shirt has ridden up her back some, giving me a small peek of the bottom of her plump ass cheeks. I climb on the bed behind her and spread her legs wider, careful not to wake her, and push her shirt up higher until her perky ass and lower back are fully exposed.

Mine.

I don’t feel any of the guilt I did the first time I touched her when she was asleep, though I know I should. She belongs to me now, and her being asleep won’t stop me from taking what’s mine…and giving her what’s hers. There’s not a night that will go by without my cum buried deep inside her pretty pussy.

I slowly work her panties over her ass and down her legs, tossing them into the kitchen, reminding myself to throw them away in the morning. I spread one ass cheek to the side, giving me a nice view of her puckered asshole, and stroke myself using the pre-cum leaking out of my tip as lube. Just before I’m about to cum, I grab my pillow and gently work it under her hips, praying she doesn’t wake up. I’m sure she’d throw a fit if she knew what I was about to do.

Not that she could stop me.

With the pillow under her hips and her legs spread, I can see all of her pussy now, and I tighten my fist over my cock, jacking it faster until my cum is ready to spill.

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