Page 51 of Unchained
I spat on my cock and then shoved it into Juliana’s ass. She squirmed and cried out, causing me to hold her legs in place. Fuck me, and I will fuck you back.
Veronica made a series of loud gulping sounds and then coughed. Come ran from the corner of her mouth. I pulled out of Juliana, and when I looked down, I saw blood.
“You have to stop, Deacon,” Veronica said. She wiped her mouth, and a shiny stream of come stretched from her mouth to her hand.
I dragged Veronica over to Izabel, who was sitting on the opposite side of the couch, her head back. I pushed Veronica between her legs. “Don’t stop until you’re swallowing a mouth load.”
I straddled Izabel’s face while I stood on the cushion and opened her mouth. I stuck my dick inside the warm hole far enough to make her gag. Veronica told me once again to stop, and I once again refused.
Izabel tried to talk, but I kept her mouth full, fucking her mouth as hard as I’d just fucked Juliana’s ass. When I heard Veronica slurping come, I shoved my cock down Izabel’s throat and waited. Seconds later, her body lurched, and I pulled out just in time, avoiding the line of vomit that splashed atop Veronica’s head.
The smell reeked, but I wasn’t finished. Neither was Veronica.
Adriana saw me coming for her, and she tried to scramble over the couch. I grabbed her foot at the last second, and she screamed.
“No, you don’t, bitch!” I said and pulled her back over. I didn’t wait for Veronica to take her placed before I had Adriana on her side, fucking her tight hole. She was much tighter than the others, the sensation blissful. If I wasn’t careful, I would explode before getting to Eloa.
Veronica raised Adriana’s top leg and starting sucking her cock, Veronica’s hair a mess, filled with puke, no longer attractive.
I fucking loved the feeling of Adriana’s ass. I pushed in slowly, taking my cock to the hilt. I held there and then backed out. Adriana let out a whimper, and when she did, I rammed my cock right back in. I glanced down at Veronica and watched her fat lips slide up and down Adrian’s cock. I came, and when I did, I saw Adriana’s cock pulsing, come traveling its length and exiting into Veronica’s mouth.
Eloa stood and walked toward me. She kissed me passionately and grabbed my cock, not caring that Adriana fell hard to the floor. I returned Eloa’s kiss, fucking in love with her erotic mouth. I ate her up, sucking her tongue and trading a load of saliva. I grabbed her cock and played with it, rotating my hand around the stiffness. Eloa moaned into my mouth, and then I stepped away.
“Please be easy with me,” she said.
I saw a sadness in her eyes I’d not seen before. She got down on all fours and then dropped to her elbows, sticking her ass high in the air.
“Suck her dick,” I told Veronica. “If I don’t see you swallowing, I’m going to fuck her so hard you’ll have to take her to the hospital.
I sat on the couch and watched Veronica work her magic. She worked Eloa’s cock skillfully, dramatically, the two women groaning in unison.
It finally hit me. Suzanne was alive, and my son was with her. Five long years of waiting was coming to an end. As I continued watching Veronica suck off Eloa, tears filled my eyes and then raced down my cheeks. It was all coming to an end. I just had to go get her and figure out a way to get back home, preferably under the radar of any authorities.
Veronica swallowed her final load and rolled onto the floor, holding her stomach, not so sexy anymore.
Outside, the streak of daylight to the east was growing. “I’m ready to go get my family.”
“You smell like shit and come and sweat,” Veronica said. She stumbled to her feet. “Come with me.”
I followed veronica into the next room and then into a large bathroom. She opened the walk-in shower and started the water.
“You fucking made a mistake fucking with me,” I said. “All for a drug dealing, murdering father.”
Veronica ignored me as she stepped under the warm spray. She suddenly puked, and I found myself enjoying it. And though we showered together, I never allowed her to touch me. When we were done showering, Veronica slipped into a tee shirt and shorts, sliding into sandals before looking up at me.
“There was no reason to do all that.”
“Well, fuck you and the horse you rode in on.” I grabbed her by the throat. “You brought my wife down to this fucking hellhole, and you want to lecture me?”
“She’s been well taken care of. I made sure she had the best of everything.”
I pushed Veronica away and dressed in the same clothes I’d arrived in. “You do anything stupid on the way out of here, and I will fucking kill you. And if anything happens to my wife or son, I will burn this motherfucker down. Do you understand me? I would say yes because any other answer will get you dead.”
“Deacon?” Stephanie stood at the front door. She closed the door and eyed the carnage on the floor by the couch. “What happened?”
“Let’s just say there was a whole lot of fucked up shit going on. What’re you doing here?”
“This is where Chrissy and I stay when we come down with Veronica.” She glanced at Veronica and then me. “Wait, what’s going on?”
