Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 11872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
“Yes. I’m sorry, but I think I want to go back inside now.” Her voice is timid and laced with alarm. She’s realizing this was a bad idea.
“And I think I want bury my dick inside you until I cum.” Reaching under her dress, I slide my fingers into her panties, and she tries to close her legs. I push one knee between her legs, keeping them open, and then grab her panties, easily ripping them away. She’s helplessly pinned to the brick wall, and there’s no way a little thing like her can break away from me.
When I hear the backdoor we just exited open, both our eyes move that way. “Help me please!” she shouts, but I just smile.
“You want a taste?” I yank her dress up, revealing her pussy to Porter.
Two
Porter
Fuck yeah, I want to taste her. I see a brick sitting next to the back entrance of the bar, and I pick it up. I bring it down hard on the handle of the door, smashing it to pieces. Now we won’t have any interruptions. Can’t let anyone see our tasty little Halloween treat. No, this will just be ours.
“Already got her primed for me?” I ask, eyeing the two of them. I got so hard in the bar watching Dante reel her in. He’s easier on the eyes with his blond hair and blue eyes. Well, easier than I am. I’m rough around the edges with a mean scar down my face that draws attention. It also doesn’t help that my black hair and almost black eyes seem to put people off. That and the fact that I’m one giant motherfucker. So I just sat and waited as Dante got our little witch out of the bar. I knew it wouldn’t take much. Dressed like she was, she was asking for it. We clocked her as soon as she walked into Wicked. We know she’d be the one between us later. I couldn’t wait to empty my cock in her, my balls aching with need to fill her cunt with every drop.
Like everything Dante and I do in life, we divide and conquer. We’ve found it’s been the best method, and that’s what we did with her. This curvy witch has a body made to fit between two men and has enough padding to take a punishing fuck. She’ll take us while we get what we want, while we use her for what gets us off.
“Please don’t do this, I just want to go home. I’ll—”
Dante puts his hand over her mouth, cutting her off. She starts to fight against him, but he wraps his other hand around her throat, adding a little pressure. Her eyes widen, and she looks between the two of us, knowing she can’t win. No, we wouldn't stop until we got what we wanted, and what we want is to fuck our witch until we empty ourselves inside her soft unwilling pussy, over and over.
“Don’t make us hurt you, Sabrina. This can go real easy if you just shut your mouth and open your cunt,” Dante says, leaning in and biting her neck. She lets out a muffled squeak against his palm, and I can’t help but smile.
“Move. I want in there.” I tap Dante, wanting him to move the leg he has between hers. He moves over, still holding her mouth and throat. Fuck, she looks good pinned up against the wall. My cock is leaking at the sight of it, begging to be freed.
“Someone’s greedy tonight,” Dante says, poking me.
“You got to touch her already. I need to take the edge off. I’ve watched her all night while she’s been dressed like a whore with her pussy nearly showing. Fuck, I need a taste.” I tell myself it’s just to hold me over, but her brown eyes are so wide and scared I’m getting off on it. A taste will never take the edge off, but I’m not sure anything will.
Dropping down in front of her, I grab one of her legs and put it over my shoulder. She tries to fight me off, but Dante stops her.
“Don’t move.” I don’t have to look up to know he’s reminding her of the hold he has around her throat.
Her pussy is right in front of my face, and I just stare at it, cursing the shitty light in the alley for not letting me see everything. I can smell cinnamon, and it makes my mouth water.
“You gonna eat that cunt or just sniff at it all night? I want in there too, man,” Dante says, pulling me from my pussy trance. He must still have one hand on her throat, because I don’t hear her screaming out when I see Dante’s hand come down to her cunt. He reaches down, pulling her cunt lips apart for me. He spreads her open and shows me her tiny pink clit.
I’m on it instantly, sucking it into my mouth. She’s too short for me, and in one quick move I have both her legs over my shoulders. Dante helps make sure she stays pinned to the wall for the taking as I go at her clit with my mouth and tongue.
She may have been saying no, but the harder I suck her clit, the more her sweetness fills my mouth. Reaching down, I free my aching cock with one hand and start stroking myself. When I hear the rip of fabric, I look up to see Dante now sucking on her exposed tits. Her fat rack spills out of her dress and bounces with her movements.
“You’re going to come on his face, aren’t you? You thought you could be a fucking cock-tease and get away with it. You thought you could dress like a little whore and that we’d just let you go after you got what you wanted. It doesn’t work like that. You got us hard, so now we’re going to take your cunt until our cocks are raw. We’re going to rape it until the thought of getting a hard-on hurts because we fucked you so much.”