Page 35 of Biker's Enemy

I want to cum in my black nanny so fucking badly it hurts…

She moves her ass a little and I have to stop touching her tits to press her deeper into the bed and stop those movements. Quin is so fucking sexy that those slight gyrations are more than enough to force me to cum before I’m ready. Her pussy already has a perfect grip on my dick.

I groan and slide inside her just a little more. Those inner walls grip me like a hand making a fist and I can feel Quin’s sweet ass pussy drawing the cum straight out of my balls. I can’t finish yet. Not until I make this woman cum again and not until I get every last inch of my dick inside her.

Reaching around the front of Quin’s body, I add to her pleasure by slowly stroking her clit. The round nub grows with excitement as I rub her soaked pussy lips in slow circles. Her moans now are true signs of pleasure. Gentle. So fucking sexy. I kiss her cheek through my ski mask, careful to keep my features obscured but unable to prevent my three-day old beard from scraping against Quin’s cheek as I kiss her.

Goddamn, her pussy feels good. I can’t keep this slow pace any longer. I need every inch of this woman’s pussy throbbing around my cock. I want to give her goddamn everything if it will just keep her pussy wrapped around my dick. She makes me feel out of fucking control. I can’t stand it. I just want to touch her. To feel more of her. To have her.

And to mark her…

Sinking my teeth into Quin’s throat, I surprise her by thrusting the rest of my dick deep into her pussy.

Eighteen

QUIN

Ihave never felt anything so painful and pleasurable as this stranger’s dick buried all the way inside me. His weight pins me to the bed and the immense girth of his dick keeps me so stretched out that I can’t help but voluntarily remain completely still. Holy fuck, he feels amazing.

Hot shame flushes through me, but he thrusts his hips so his dick rams inside me all the way and I can’t experience shame because the immediate sensations of pain and pleasure overwhelm my body. I grip the bedsheets and feel his hips cupping my ass as he buries himself inside me.

My first time. With a stranger. A monster. And the worst part about that is that having him inside me feels so good physically. It’s better than anything I’ve felt in my life. Especially since the crime I committed. The weight of what I did formed this numbness around me which this man cracks open, allowing emotions to spill out.

“Fuck,” he grunts as he bottoms out in my pussy. “You are so tight. You feel so good.”

His lips are so soft on my ears and neck as he begins to move that I nearly cum just from his kisses. My pleasure heightens when the stranger moves his hands to my breasts. He doesn’t have to tell me that he likes them. I can feel his appreciation in the way he touches me and even if I know how fucked up it is… his desires make me want to push back against him.

I just wouldn’t want Tanner to find me like this… betraying him…

The man kisses my neck and his rough stubble sends pleasure shooting through me again. I moan loudly, which provokes an immediate response from the intruder. His hips move faster behind me and his breathing gets heavier. With each thrust, the friction between my legs pushes me closer to a multi-orgasmic climax. Holy fuck.

This just feels too good…

“I want you,” he growls. “I want you so fucking bad.”

Those three words break me. “I want you.”

Maybe it would be hard for anyone else to understand, but I went my whole life feeling like nobody wanted me. Not my birth parents. Not the white folks who adopted me… nobody. I’ve never been allowed to feel anything about it. To just snap and go fucking crazy. Until now…

His fingers brush against my clit again and he rubs slowly as he keeps fucking me. He wants me to want him back. I don’t know why because I don’t even know who he is. But his deep voice with its light, commanding Southern twang bends me to his will. I feel the dark and immediate urge to obey.

I push my hips back against him and I don’t fight. I let the man who broke into my bedroom and fuck me with a ski mask take my pussy like it belongs to him. I moan. I thrust back as he strokes my clit and allow myself to feel everything. The orgasm that hits me nearly knocks me the fuck out.

The intruder pushes his big dick inside me all the way, stretching me out as he rubs my clit and holds my body against his like I belong to him. It’s intimate. Hot. Impossible for me to stop myself from responding. The next moan out of my mouth is embarrassingly loud and prompts him to slam his hands over my mouth again.

“Now it’s my turn,” he growls in my ear and then he resumes fucking me from behind at a steady, faster pace. He doesn’t care about my pleasure anymore, just satisfying himself. The masculine grunts he makes as he fucks me expose just how much he’s enjoying himself and I can’t stop myself from cumming again just hearing how much this man wants me.

“You’re so hot,” he whispers. “Hot enough to make a baby with…”

I nearly scream because… instinct. This man is a stranger. It’s bad enough that I’m throwing it back like Megan Thee Stallion on him. The pressure against my lips prevents any sound from coming out as this ‘baby’ comment brings a different drive out of this intruder.

He fucks me harder. Deeper. I can’t scream. I can’t stop him. He’s going to put a baby in me and there’s nothing I can do about it. All I know is that this man is someone strong. Muscular. Sexy. A psychopath with a big dick…

Before I can find any way out of my panic, he thrusts forward one last time and empties himself inside me. Thick hot liquid gushes inside me, and my traitorous body responds with slow waves of pleasure. Cum leaks out of my pussy, but he keeps spilling more between my legs.

I can’t stop this from happening. Except if I get Plan B…

But how the hell could I possibly get Plan B tomorrow without Tanner finding out…

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