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set of double doors. She pushed me up against the wall and licked my lips, spreading the red sticky stuff over them. Her hands were busy undoing me, pushing my jeans past my hips and freeing my now fully stiff limb. She dropped to her knees on the hard concrete and took all of me in, slurping and guzzling every inch down into her open throat. She sucked hard, pulling me into her. She was rough and feral in her performance, posing and displaying her well-honed art for an invisible camera. This wasn't about me, wasn't about her... it was simply two animals satisfying themselves.
The doors opened and swung closed behind Clink as he entered and made his way behind her, nodding to me as he raised her ass high. She never stopped sucking, never looked back at the newest member to our group. Clink threw her skirt up over her ass and pulled her panties out, stretching them toward him and away from her skin with one hand while he unsheathed his hunting knife from its holster and sliced through the fabric with the other.
Unzipping his fly and shoving the denim open, his cock escaped through the opening and bounced against her ass. He expertly covered it in a rubber and threw himself deep into her as she moaned into me, balls deep at the impact. I closed my eyes and threw my head back and my hips forward, grabbing her hair and fucking her mouth. The grunting and moaning was sporadic, each of us caught up in our own pleasure. Clink was brutal, pounding into her, sending her crashing into me. I felt myself getting ready and held onto her head tight as I sent a trail of myself deep into her, coating down past her gag reflex and into her belly. I jerked slightly at the release, but then held myself still as she cleaned me off.
Clink followed my lead and called out “FUCK!” as he spilled himself into her with one last hard thrust. I was barely done rebuckling my pants before she stood up, wiped her bottom lip while flapping her skirt down over her cut thong, and stalked out through the doors pausing briefly to blow Clink a kiss.
He barely acknowledged her, instead laughed and nodded to me while pulling up his fly.
“Welcome to the club, kid.”
We slapped each other on the back and headed back to the party, where I dutifully bought him a beer.
NOW
We each had our assignments, with Clink heading off to the bar in the main building to gather the men we'd chosen. I found my way through the back hallways and into the crash rooms to prepare Vicky. The door was closed but the sounds crept through the seams. Dumb bitch! She can't keep her legs closed for one goddamned day.
I knocked loudly on the door, not wanting to barge in on one of my brothers getting his kicks. “Finish up! You've got two minutes, bro.”
I leaned back against the wall and pulled out my phone, scrolling through the pictures. I settled on one of the newest images, Lil's sleeping next to me, spilled out over the sheets with her tangled hair. I had secretly taken the snapshot a few nights ago after I had rocked her hard over and over until she passed out cold. Although fucking Lil's always calmed my body, my mind had been racing since the shit on our Virginia run. I sat up that whole night unwilling to move and wake up my baby. Instead, I just stared at her, running my fingers up and over her velvety soft skin and taking the sight of her in deep. She was something special, my baby... pure, kind, genuine. Those were some rare qualities in this type of life. Sure, the ol' ladies were all loyal, fierce, and protective. But none of them, not even my ma held the same kind of pull that Lil's had. I had never planned on settling down with a woman. I plowed through every broad I could in my early days in the club, never imagining it would lose its appeal. After some years, though, the nights became lonely and cold after the sluts left my bed and the homecomings nothing special after a long run.
The bedroom door swung in and I jammed my phone deep back into my
The doors opened and swung closed behind Clink as he entered and made his way behind her, nodding to me as he raised her ass high. She never stopped sucking, never looked back at the newest member to our group. Clink threw her skirt up over her ass and pulled her panties out, stretching them toward him and away from her skin with one hand while he unsheathed his hunting knife from its holster and sliced through the fabric with the other.
Unzipping his fly and shoving the denim open, his cock escaped through the opening and bounced against her ass. He expertly covered it in a rubber and threw himself deep into her as she moaned into me, balls deep at the impact. I closed my eyes and threw my head back and my hips forward, grabbing her hair and fucking her mouth. The grunting and moaning was sporadic, each of us caught up in our own pleasure. Clink was brutal, pounding into her, sending her crashing into me. I felt myself getting ready and held onto her head tight as I sent a trail of myself deep into her, coating down past her gag reflex and into her belly. I jerked slightly at the release, but then held myself still as she cleaned me off.
Clink followed my lead and called out “FUCK!” as he spilled himself into her with one last hard thrust. I was barely done rebuckling my pants before she stood up, wiped her bottom lip while flapping her skirt down over her cut thong, and stalked out through the doors pausing briefly to blow Clink a kiss.
He barely acknowledged her, instead laughed and nodded to me while pulling up his fly.
“Welcome to the club, kid.”
We slapped each other on the back and headed back to the party, where I dutifully bought him a beer.
NOW
We each had our assignments, with Clink heading off to the bar in the main building to gather the men we'd chosen. I found my way through the back hallways and into the crash rooms to prepare Vicky. The door was closed but the sounds crept through the seams. Dumb bitch! She can't keep her legs closed for one goddamned day.
I knocked loudly on the door, not wanting to barge in on one of my brothers getting his kicks. “Finish up! You've got two minutes, bro.”
I leaned back against the wall and pulled out my phone, scrolling through the pictures. I settled on one of the newest images, Lil's sleeping next to me, spilled out over the sheets with her tangled hair. I had secretly taken the snapshot a few nights ago after I had rocked her hard over and over until she passed out cold. Although fucking Lil's always calmed my body, my mind had been racing since the shit on our Virginia run. I sat up that whole night unwilling to move and wake up my baby. Instead, I just stared at her, running my fingers up and over her velvety soft skin and taking the sight of her in deep. She was something special, my baby... pure, kind, genuine. Those were some rare qualities in this type of life. Sure, the ol' ladies were all loyal, fierce, and protective. But none of them, not even my ma held the same kind of pull that Lil's had. I had never planned on settling down with a woman. I plowed through every broad I could in my early days in the club, never imagining it would lose its appeal. After some years, though, the nights became lonely and cold after the sluts left my bed and the homecomings nothing special after a long run.
The bedroom door swung in and I jammed my phone deep back into my
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