Page 75 of Out of the Shadows
Loud, unrestrained moans escaped my throat.
“You’re such a good little slut for me, letting me use your tight little body any way I want,” he grunted, with beads of sweat running down his neck from his temples. The muscles in his arms bulged, the veins on them protruding as his swollen cock rammed into me again and again.
“Always,” I gasped. “You can always do whatever you wantto me.”
A wild grin twisted his lips. “You like being used like a fuck toy?”
“So much.”
“Dirty. You’re so fucking perfect. Give me another one, baby. I want your cum dripping down my balls.”
His thrusts got wilder and wilder, a slight tremor in the muscles of his arms and legs, and I tried to support him as best I could. That was easier said than done, though, as his fat tip kept hammering against that one particular spot that made me see stars, and the ball of heat in my core was about to explode.
“Almost there. So close, please don’t stop!” I mewled.
He grabbed my hair and yanked me forward to briefly take my breath away with his tongue, then jerked me forward so my ear was next to his lips, making me hiss.
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel your pussy gushing all over me, milking my cock. You’re going to take every last drop of my cum,” he grunted, his hot breath brushing over my damp skin as he relentlessly rearranged my insides.
My toes curled, and I arched my back, throwing my head back as the climax hit me like a freight train.
“Colt!” I screamed, my hips jerking and my pussy throbbing around him. That seemed to finish him off, he impaled me with his length, as deep inside me as he could be, and let out a guttural moan after two more bruising thrusts. God, I loved that he was so vocal.
His cock twitched as he held himself inside me, his hot cum splashing against my walls.
“Holy shit,” I groaned, exhausted. “That was fucking hot.” I didn’t want to imagine how exhausted he must be after hisgame and this round — even though I’d been cheering too, but he’d done an incredible job today.
“Is hot. I’m not done with you yet, baby.” He slapped my ass lightly, kneaded it again, then nodded toward the passenger seat. “Back in your seat and spread your legs for me. I want to see my cum dripping out of you.”
“Yes, sir,” I purred.
Colt froze, then chuckled softly. “Didn’t think I’d be into that, but I like it. We’ll explore that some other time.”
He helped me back into the passenger seat, as I climbed over the phone, which might have gotten a shot up my skirt. Once there, I let my knees fall apart, but he tsked.
“Baby, you can do better than that. Spread your legs for me, I want to see everything. Show me your freshly fucked pussy.”
His breathing was still heavy, and as I slowly opened my legs, stretched straight out so that my right foot almost touched the windshield, he picked up the phone.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my mind still a little foggy from the two mind-blowing orgasms he’d given me.
“Finishing this. When I watch this one day, I’m going to want to see my cum dripping out of your pretty pink cunt.”
Oh my god, this guy was just unreal.His tongue darted out to moisten his lips, and he stared between my legs with a hungry look on his face.
“You like what you see?” I asked innocently.
Colt replied with a grunt, then leaned closer, the phone’s camera trained firmly on my dripping pussy.
“You have no idea how much.” The unmistakable sensation of liquid trickling from my pussy to my asshole kicked in, and his nostrils flared.
“Fuck, that’s hot. But …” He reached out with his free hand, scooping up the leaking juices with two fingers and shoving them back into my pussy. “Thisis where it belongs.”
He finger-fucked his cum back into me, eliciting another soft moan from me as he shoved it back in again and again. His fingers made wet, squelching noises, and I could only imagine the mess between my legs.
“Goddamn, baby. You’re a goddess, I don’t know how it’s possible that I get to do this with you. Now open.” His free hand tapped my cheek, and I obediently parted my lips, only for him to shove his thick fingers, covered in our mixed arousal, into my mouth.
“Such a good girl, licking my fingers clean,” he praised, and I swirled my tongue around his digits, savoring the sweet and salty flavors of our cum.
