AllFreeNovel
Share Us
All I can hear is their pleasure. All I can feel are their hands together, rubbing over my pussy. All I can imagine is what Beau looks like, choking on Colt’s cock in the backseat of his truck parked in a gas station with customers and cars roaming outside.
It’s so forbidden; I can see it blind. It’s so hot, I’m going to come. I’m so close, but Colt beats me to it.
“Fuck yes. Fuck yes, Beau,” he grunts. “Open that mouth. I’m coming in it.”
With a buck, Colt’s body jumps beside mine, his deep grunt filling the cabin.
In a moment, I feel bodies moving before lips are pressed to mine.
They’re Beau’s while Colt growls, “Open your mouth, little slut, and taste my cum too.” With his deep kiss, Beau shares Colt’s cream with me, and I moan. It’s salty and erotic, Beau’s tongue laving over mine, sharing their lust, before it’s Beau’s turn.
Their bodies rustle and move, switching beside mine. A horn honks in the parking lot, and a man shouts about a six-pack.
“We’re fine,” Beau barks. “That’s not for us.” I hear another zipper open before he growls, “Now fucking suck me, too, Colt. Wrap your lips around it. That’s it. You can take it.” He groans before praising, “Yeah, baby, choke on it. As much as you can. Goddamn, y’all made me so hard.”
It’s Colt’s sounds now. His slurps and licks and glucking. It’s Beau’s mmmm, his hand cupping my pussy again, rubbing my clit, matching the tempo of his hand with the sound of Colt sucking his cock.
“Our little slut is so wet for this,” Beau taunts. “She gets so wet at how we love cock, too. Don’t you, baby? You love us sucking cocks.” But then he stops. He leaves me writhing. I’m about to come before it sounds like Beau is. “Yes, yes, you love my cock, too, Colt. Take it,” he growls at him. “Fuck baby, take it. Take it. Gimme that tongue. I’m coming.”
Beau’s thighs shake against mine, and a deep grunt erupts from Colt’s choking throat. I’m soaked. I’m aching. I’m blindfolded and sitting on my hands, needing relief, but I won’t do it.
I love this too much.
I love us too much.
Their bodies move. Then, Colt’s salty, creamy kiss takes mine, too.
He keeps kissing me while a door opens and shuts and opens again. He doesn’t stop taking my lips, my neck, my nipples again while Beau revs the engine back to life and races us home.
The last minutes there go by in a shameless blur. The taste of Beau and Colt on my tongue drives me mad. I’m insanely thirsty for them.
Then we park. The truck engine turns off.
I feel Colt’s hands silently lifting me into Beau’s arms. I’m draped in Beau’s embrace as he carries me through his home.
We’re climbing stairs. We’re going down a hallway. I know his house. We’re stepping into the guest bedroom I use.
Like the team they are, they work without a sound, which only heightens my suspense. I’m manhandled, lifted, my bottom set on a swinging padded strap while hands guide mine to hold handles at my shoulder height. My legs are lifted until my heels are secured in stirrups, too.
“A door swing,” I sigh, elated, gently letting myself fall against the cool wooden door behind me. “Someone got a Delta’s special delivery,” I tease.
“Hush,” Beau barks.
“We warned you,” Colt adds. “Now we’ll have to tie you in it, too.”
Oh darn.
Silk wraps my wrists, binding me so I can’t let go of the handles. Tugs at my boots bind my ankles, too. I’m stuck, suspended above the floor, my back to a door with a lover’s swing secured to it.
I know the swing well. I’ve sold dozens of them.
But I’ve never had this happen.
“Let’s admire our little human to fuck,” Colt says, committed to his performance. So is Beau.
Hands grope, and fabric rips. My one-piece costume doesn’t stand a chance against their brute force. They shred it into remnants that sway from my remaining long sleeves, the rest of my body exposed and open, the rush of air thrilling my naked flesh.
But of course, they left my boots on.
