Page 25 of Run for Us

She shivers and pushes back against my fingers. Once they’re thoroughly coated in her wetness, I slide them out, and she whimpers.

“Taste yourself.”

I bring my fingers to her mouth, and she opens those perfect lips, then sucks on me with a hum.

Shore whines behind me, but I don’t care. He can wait for his turn. Things with Kinsley might not progress into anything more than friendship, so I want to savor this moment. To draw it out as long as I can.

She releases my fingers, and I push in closer as I remove my cock from my sweats, then run the tip along her pussy, making sure her juices coat me. She pushes back at just the right time, and the head slips inside. I thrust up hard, entering her in one swift movement.

She screams, “Oh fuck!” and her head drops.

I wrap my hand around her throat, using my knuckles to push her head up before lightly applying pressure.

I press my hips into her, each slow, undulating thrust drawing a low moan from her as the fireworks burst overhead. Her back arches against me, and I lean closer, my cock hitting deeper.

“You move so perfectly for me.”

Feeling her pulse tremble with each thrust draws me closer to coming. But I don’t want to come before she does, so I squeeze her throat a little harder, and she clamps around me. I increase my pace, needing to feel her come one last time.

Her rasped scream and the way her body shudders has me losing control. She rests her body against the barrier, using it to support her weight as I step back and tuck myself away. Shore and Ripley step forward and take my place.

They close in on Kinsley, her wrists still bound with thick yellow caution tape. Ripley’s mask hovers at her shoulder as he trails a finger along the curve of her spine. His other hand cups the swell of her hip, pulling her back until her chest presses into him.

Shore’s arms wrap around her from the front, one hand sliding beneath the hem of her dress while the other pins her waist against his hardness, their bodies trapping Kinsley between the two of them.

Kinsley’s shoulders roll with a soft moan as Shore’s thumb brushes her nipple, and Ripley’s fingertips trace along the small of her back.

“We are both going to take you tonight. Do you think you’re ready?”

“Yes, please,” she pants. “I want you both at the same time.”

Fuck,I just filled her with my cum, and yet I’m hard again. Watching Shore and Ripley together was not something I ever wanted. Have I been curious? Of course. But seeing Kinsley between them and knowing she wants to take them both has me wanting to add my cock to her mouth, so she is taking us all at the same time.

Shock hits me when I realize Rip is lifting her into his arms and sliding her down onto his cock while Shore unties her wrists.

Shore reaches into the pocket of his pants and slips out a small bottle of lube. He squeezes some into his hand before dropping the bottle to the ground. He steps in closer and slowly pushes his fingers inside her ass. She moans out a whimper.

“Look how perfect you are. Tell me you want my cock in your tight little ass.”

Rip turns his head, and I see him motion for Shore to look my way. There is a small gazebo behind me, with a picnic table. Ripley walks toward me with Kinsley impaled on his cock, holding onto him. I’m still partly in shock that he is letting her cling to him that way, so I stand watch in case he needs help—I know how huge this is for him.

Shore follows, and when Rip sits, he positions Kinsley better with her dress bunched up around her waist. Shore leans over them, using the table to hold himself up with one hand, and I watch as he pulls out his dick and runs it along her crack, slowly pushing the tip inside.

“Go slow,” Kinsley whimpers, her nails digging into Rip’s shoulders.

Rip stays still while Shore slowly eases himself inside her. It feels like an eternity before he is in far enough to start slowly thrusting. With that, Rip finally moves.

“I feel you everywhere,” she whispers.

“Look at you, taking both their cocks. Do you think you could take one more in your mouth?”

She looks over at me and nods. I move closer and step up onto the bench seat beside them and bend, sliding my sweats down enough that I can pull my cock out.

“Open that pretty mouth for me.”

She parts her lips, and I slide between them. She hums around my length as we all move slowly but in time with each other.

“Ride his cock while your ass gets pounded. Show me how good that feels.”

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