Page 41 of Saints and Sinners


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I can see the hesitation in Oak's eyes, so I spin her around and lift the skirt she's wearing, but he starts shaking his head, “It's not her; I don't know if it will work.”

I scoff, “She's got the same hair color. Fucking her from the back; you can pretend it's whoever the fuck you want it to be.” I feel the female tense, but she doesn't say a word.

He reaches up and begins massaging the female's ass before running his fingers through her slick folds. I know deep down my friend wants to bury himself inside of this cunt. When she moans, I know he's entered her with his fingers.

Taking the girl's chin in my fingers, I lift her head, “You want both of us?”

“Mm,” her eyes are still closed as she enjoys what Oakley is doing to her.

“Look at me when I fucking talk to you,” I chastise her, and her eyes snap open, “Now, do you want the two of us to fuck you?”

“Y-Yes, please.”

I grin, “Good fucking girl.”

After grabbing a couple of condoms, Oak and I take Emily, or whatever her name is, hard. I destroy her ass while my friend does the same with her pussy, but I bet anyone a million bucks that the same thing is running through his head that is running through mine; how we wish that this was Catalina Scott.

Oakley

Letting Kitty Cat gowhile sporting the hardest erection was the worst thing I've ever done. I should have had her take care of it before letting her go, but I have plans for the Saint, and I can't let my dick ruin it just yet. I should have known that Fynn would come in clutch and have my back. Even though it's hard to concentrate knowing that it isn't my Kitty Cat that I'm balls deep in, it's at least relieving the pent-up frustration I have going on.

“How are you doing on that end, Oak?” Fynn asks as he slams into the chick's ass.

“I'm good,” I glance at the female with a goofy smile as she lets us use her, “What about you?”

“Oh, I'm good,” Fynn pulls the girl's head back by her hair, “Here, suck those titties. They are screaming out for your mouth.”

These tits aren't the ones I want, and there is a considerable difference between these and Kitty Cat's, but frustration takes hold once again, and I clamp down on Fynn's offering. I mark the slut with my teeth as I suck and bite her little mounds.

“Oh yes, Oakley...more!” Her voice is not the one I want to hear, and it starts to affect my hard-on.

“Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear your voice right now.” Yeah, I'm a dick, but she consented, so it's fair game. It's just not working out like I want it to, “Let's spit roast our little slut here.”

My suggestion must piss off the female because she tenses and has the gall to speak again after being told not to, “I don't like being called a slut.”

“Awe, you don't like having to face what you are, huh? Well, sweet cheeks, you consented. Say so now if you have changed your mind, and we will stop.” I pull out of her as soon as Fynn pulls out of her ass.

“I don't want to stop the sex, just the name-calling; it's degrading.” The female pouts.

“This is how we fuck, so either deal with it or get the fuck out.” I scowl at the girl as Fynn chuckles behind her.

She looks back and forth between me and my best friend and then sighs, “Okay.”

“Good girl, now get on the fucking bed,” I tell her and wait until she gets on all fours.

Fynn climbs up and kneels in front of her, “Take this shit off me,” he points to the used condom still wrapping his cock.

“But it was in my butt!” The chick exclaims while making a disgusted face.

“Yeah, and so was my dick, so take the fucking condom off so you can suck me off.” Fynn can be such an ass, but I'd probably say something along those lines too.

Once the female slowly removes the used condom, Fynn wastes no time having her take him into her mouth. That's my cue to enter her again, and away we go. The fucking is hard and intense, especially from this back view. It really is almost like fucking our Saint.

Wrapping the girl's long hair around my hand, I grab her hip with my other hand and hammer into her like a fucking jackhammer. This will be the last one, the last groupie I fuck because once I have my Kitty Cat, I have a feeling that I won't want another cunt. At least not until we are through with our Saint.

Just thinking about Catalina has my balls pulling up, and I slam into the pussy I'm in one last time and let go. Fynn has the same idea, but he pulls out of her mouth because he never allows them to taste his cum; he's weird like that. Instead, he paints her face with it as he grunts out every last drop.

Tossing a rag to Emily or whatever her name is, we have her clean herself up before booting her out. I stare at my friend, having no words for what just happened. I almost feel guilty; for what? The fuck if I know. The contract doesn't say anything about being with others, but I know that anyone who tries getting with my Kitty Cat will get his dick cut off, and that's a fact. So, now I'm feeling guilty for doing what we will never allow her to do.

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