Page 54 of Bucked Hard

My hands work my hard-on, trying to calm him down, but they can’t work as quick as they might while I’m still giving her long slow licks with my tongue.

“God.” Her breathy, shaking voice is almost as seductive as seeing her here spread open for me under the blue sky.

I calm my dripping boy with a few more strokes of my hand, feeling the need ignite the animal in me. The feverish need to love her, and have her give herself to me over and over.

It’s a sickness and she’s the only thing that can soothe the symptoms.

“Over, Dove,” I grunt, eager for her. I need her right now. “Right here, bend over and hold on.”

Her scent fills my nose and has become a permanent part of me. Its claws dig into me, telling me to do things, and I’m at its mercy.

I help her up and over, watching each sway and movement of her tits as she shifts into the position where I’m about to fuck her like an animal. Bent over and raw.

I’m kissing my way up and down her back as I nudge the head of my cock between her creamy outer lips, slipping and sliding it up and down because I love seeing her juice glisten on me.

Her upturned ass is quivering, needy and shaking just for me. I’m in fucking heaven.

“You ready, Dove? Because in a second you’re going take it all, so make sure you’ve got a tight hold.”

With that I sink into her with a steel boner that’s ready to spit the second I feel her walls clench around me. Her fingertips curl to hold onto the tailgate as I glide in one stroke until I tap at her cervix. She lets out that special kind of sound letting me know she’s full and she’s dancing on that line between pleasure and pain.

From there I’m in beast mode, one hand twisting into her hair. I want to ride her hard. I can’t help it, I need to fuck her as hard as I love her and I pray she understands.

“Fuck yes, Dove.” Her walls are sucking at me already, her moans and my grunts filling my ears as I slam into her. She’s still tight as fuck, and from the kinds of yelpy pleasure sounds she’s making, I’m hitting it deep and tearing up her pussy a bit more than the other night. “Fuck back into me, I want to see you take what’s yours. Make me cum, Dove, show me you want my cum inside you.”

She hesitates, then takes me, moving her full hips to and fro, her gobbling pussy almost more than my dick can take. Nothing is more captivating than seeing her own her pleasure, seeing her want me as much as I want her.

She’s soaking me and moving her ass back and forth as I watch my dick disappear and reappear from her drenched pink pull of her opening. Her cunt splays open and shut on my wet shaft and I’m hypnotized as I watch, pulling her head back by her hair as her body grips me like a silken iron fist.

I drop one hand from her hip, reach around and find her clit, two fingers rubbing in a circle in time with the slaps of her ass against my hips. The sucking sounds of my dick being eaten stroke by stroke inside the perfection of her body is like paradise.

“Cum on my cock, babe. I need to feel it, I won’t cum until you do. You are my muse, Dove.”

I tug at her hair like a caveman, lean in and angle my hips, meeting her backward motion with my forward, driving every inch inside her until her pussy clamps down, a rush of warm wetness streams around my cock, dripping down my balls and she takes flight. Her orgasm wrapping me in a flush of her heat.

“Chad.” The sound of my name on her lips out here in the wide open field as she cums sets me off.

My ride is over, my balls nearly climbing inside me. I ram into her with full force, pinching her clit and setting her off in another ripple of her climax.

My balls give a final yeehaw and I cum so hard I whimper, my knees buckle and I nearly take us both down with me. My thigh muscles turn to jelly and I think I may have just called for my mama.

“Goddamn, babe, my cock will never have its fill of you, you know that? Your pussy’s milking me like the winning heifer at the fair. You want hot cum, don’t you, Dove? Take it, it all belongs to you anyway.”

She hums and her body relaxes and I set myself just a bit deeper so my cum stays put as she lets out a little yelp.

“Ow. That hurts,” she hisses, arching up and pushing onto her tiptoes to grant her some relief.

I ease back and I can’t help but swell with pride when she follows me backward.

“Hurts good, Dove, doesn’t it? Tell me you want it. I need to hear you. Tell me I’m the only man that will ever have you like this.”

I draw back and push forward, giving it all to her until there is nowhere for her to go. My dick is still hard, ready for another round, not tapping out just yet. I want to hear her cum again. It’s the most beautiful noise I’ve ever heard. I want her to crave me; I want her to know no other man will ever give her what I can.

She’s pinned in place, pushing back just as hard and holding me tight. I can feel each breath she takes on my dick, and I know that we are connected.

“Only you...”

It’s all she can manage, but it’s not enough. “Dove, tell me I’m the only one. No one else ever.”

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