Page 42 of Outlaws' Dirty Secret

“Good girl.”

“I wanna be so fucking deep inside you.”

“I wanna feel you come around me.”

Dragon captures my pussy lips in his teeth, a little nip or two, and then kisses it better, right before he drives his tongue right through my middle and slides the broad, flat, textured surface of his tongue across my clit. I move to put my hands in his hair, but get stopped.

Blackout captures first one of my wrists in his big hand, and then the other before pinning them up behind me on the mattress. “I wanna tie you up while I fuck you. What do you think of that?” he growls.

It sounds terrifying, but I trust him, and the blindfold was really hot, so… “You're the teacher,” I whisper, punctuated by a sharp gasp when Dragon pushes his tongue into me.

Skyhigh chuckles at that. “Are you going to come for teacher like a good girl, Willow?”

“Which one?” I tease back.

“All of them.” Skyhigh swings a leg over to straddle my ribs, so his big dick looms over me, while Blackout moves towards the headboard behind me.

Skyhigh presses his dick down into the valley between my breasts, then grabs one in each hand and squeezes them together around him. His big hands almost completely envelop them, his thumbs resting on my nipples, brushing softly back and forth, almost in time with Dragon's broad swipes behind him. Skyhigh pushes forwards, just a little, and the thick head of him emerges, slick and glistening. He pulls out, uses his hand to spread his precum along his length and then puts it back, sliding even easier this time. And then he starts fucking my breasts while teasing my nipples and grinning down at me.

I never even knew that was a thing, but it feels dirty. Naughty. And the way he keeps his fingers working, it feels really good.

Blackout wraps both of my hands around his length. “Just squeeze a little,” he rasps. “I'll do the rest.” He uses my hands to stroke himself, in long, languid movements. With all three of them vying for my attention at once, it's just as well that they take charge, because it’sa lot.

I can't really look at Blackout, just feel the slickness he's leaking spreading onto my fingers, but I've got a front row seat to Skyhigh aiming at my face with every stroke. I try to crane myneck and give it a little lick, but with my hands restrained behind me, I can't reach.

He laughs and leans forwards so it's right in front of me. “Want a taste?”

Curious, I swipe my tongue across the tip, loving the soft moan he lets out. A little salty, but mostly it just tastes like skin. Like Skyhigh. He pushes a little closer, and after a moment of decision, I envelop the whole head with my mouth. I explore it, tracing the ridge gently, figuring out how to make him feel good. This time it's a throaty groan telling me I'm on the right track. He falls back out when I gasp as Dragon slips a finger inside me and Skyhigh thrusts back between my breasts. “Not gonna distract you while you got so much going on. You can make it up to me later.” He makes it sound like he's doing me a favor, but I don't mind. I like making him feel good.

And Skyhigh's right. Doing is hard when all three of them are using me in such different ways. Blackout hisses when I squeeze him a little too tight, but it's hard to keep track of everything all the time. The fire they lit in the shower is about to boil over. My breath grows ragged and my heart beats faster. My moans louder. All my senses growing more vivid, like I can feel more, hear more, taste more.

There’s a quivering sensation deep in my core, spreading slowly to fill every inch of my body. I shut my eyes, groaning as my back arches entirely on its own. My toes curl, and then my first orgasm of the night hits me with a force I didn't expect. I moan out loud, pressing my shoulder blades into the mattress and my hips thrust up so I can writhe on Dragon’s tongue and fingers. I see colors that fade to bright white as I drift. There's just me, floating, while Dragon works some kind of eldritch magic between my thighs. Skyhigh brushes his fingers over my nipples,giving them little tugs, and Blackout holds me down so I don’t float away. Finally, I drop to the bed, spent.

That was intense.

The pretense of them giving me lessons is getting harder to stick to. There's more going on between us than just that. I might not know every biker in the world, but I’m pretty sure what I feel is about them as men, not just them being sexy, tattooed bikers. That’s just the three cherries on top. But is this something I would want long term? They live rough, and dangerous, I'm starting to understand that. But other women seem to manage. Could I? All I know is that for now, I'm going to enjoy every new experience and not think too hard about when it might end.

When I open my eyes, I find all three of them watching me. I might not be sure where this is eventually headed, but I do know what I want right now, and with the glow of my climax still making me brave, I don’t mind asking. “So, is someone going to fuck me?”

Dragon and Blackout shift out of the way as Skyhigh kneels on the mattress between my legs. Blackout tosses something his way, and a quick tear of plastic later, he's ready, looming over me and sliding the thick tip of his cock up and down between my folds. I groan as a tiny zing of pleasure shudders through me.

Now that the moment has come, it’s a little scary. “I've never… I mean, I have, but no one as big as you.”

His smile is so dirty it should be illegal. “Girl, you can tell me that all day.”

Then he nudges himself forwards, just enough to notch the head in my opening. God, even that feels huge. It's like it's my first time all over again. And when he works himself inside, a littlein, a little out, a little more in, my fingers fist the comforter. It's a stretch, but it's sooooo good. Makes me know that he's really, really there, filling me up.

Dragon captures one breast in his mouth, giving me another thing to think about before Blackout latches on to the other one, and I'm drowning in the trio of sensations. I relax my hands and slide my fingers into their hair on either side, feeling the difference between Dragon’s silky strands, and Blackout’s wild curls. I grip both of them tight, making sure they don't go anywhere. Because where they are now is just perfect, while Skyhigh works more and more of him inside me.

Pleasure ripples through me. I was already so swollen and sensitive from coming, so the feel of Skyhigh inside me is so much more intense than I’m used to. Someone's hand strokes my hip, and I don't even know whose it is. I shiver and cling to them like I might float right off my bed if I let go.

Skyhigh’s hips finally press against mine as he seats himself fully inside. I can't believe I've taken all of him. The fit is so tight that I swear I can feel the pulsing of his thick veins. When he moves, I rock with him, and God, it's so good.

Sliding my hand down Dragon's tight abs, I find his hip and hard ass. Searching forwards, I find his thickness jutting. He's the only one who hasn't gotten at least a little attention, so I wrap my fingers around him and stroke. He moans softly, hips thrusting ever so slightly into my hand. I blink up at him. “Is there anything I can do?”

“Flip her,” Skyhigh orders, backing off so just a little of him is still inside me, while Blackout and Dragon literally lift me and spin me until I'm on my hands and knees. They work together like a well-oiled machine, Skyhigh never even falling out. Andwhen I'm stable, he grabs my hips in his big hands and pushes right back in, taking my breath away. So, so thick.

Dragon gets on his knees in front of me, putting me face to face with one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen. There’s no point in comparing them, but it's thick and veiny, and right at the tip, a bead of precum has gathered. Reaching for him, I smooth the drop down and use it to make the head slick. He groans at my touch, and again when I lean forward to give it a lick. Skyhigh thrusts firmly enough to drive me forwards, like it's a hint, so I open my mouth and take Dragon inside.

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