Page 75 of Outlaws' Dirty Secret

I hesitate just for a second. I’ve already trusted Dragon, but… “Only us?”

“We’re yours, and you’re ours, baby,” Skyhigh says solemnly. “Fucking swear it.”

Blackout nods. “Always.”

“Then yes, I want to feel you exactly like you are.”

They waste no time. Dragon and Blackout close in on me from either side, so I can easily reach both of their cocks at the same time. When I bend forwards a little, I can swirl my tongue around Dragon's nipple. They pulse in my hands, thick, already getting slick from the precum that I spread around with my fingers.

Dragon pulls me up into a rough kiss, his tongue teasing my mouth open before he explores me, taking charge while I try toremember to stroke both him and Blackout. He lets up, but only long enough for Blackout to tug me his way instead. I barely get time to draw a fresh breath before I'm lip-locked again, being kissed absolutely silly.

There's something frantic about our need for each other. Today was a stark reminder of how fragile life is, and we're eager to celebrate that we're still alive. That we're here, touchable, strokable, lovable. That we can drive each other wild, until we collapse in a sweaty, sticky mess. At least that's my goal right now.

“Fuck, I love these,” Skyhigh breathes into my ear while he hefts my breasts and slides his rough thumbs over my almost painfully erect nipples. While Blackout devours me, Skyhigh nibbles my ear and kisses down my neck, the brief touches of his lips giving me sexy chills.

I come up for breath just long enough for Dragon to take over again. As Skyhigh slides a hand down my side and over my hip, Dragon captures the free breast, and then both he and Skyhigh are teasing me, their touches in sync and distinct at the same time. Blackout, meanwhile, starts caressing my thighs, exploring with his clever fingers closer and closer to my core.

As much as I love fooling around with them one on one or two on one, nothing beats having all four of us together. I can drown in sensations, not even always knowing who is doing what because there are hard cocks and hard bodies no matter which way I turn.

“I'm so fucking glad you're in one piece,” Skyhigh whispers in my ear. “Otherwise I couldn't do this.” He slides his hand from my hip down to cup me, gently teasing me open, where he finds me already so wet for him. He slides his fingers through myslickness, spreading it over my lips and up to my sensitive little nub, that's swollen at attention. The first time he passes over it, just barely touching, I let out a throaty moan right into Dragon's kiss.

Two fingers together, he pushes them slowly into me, always making sure they're slick and sliding smoothly over my skin, right up until they're as far as they can go. When he pulls back out, he curls them and strokes me from the inside, sending a flood of endorphins and dopamine racing through me.

Blackout pulls me back to him, plundering my mouth with his eager tongue, burying a hand in my hair while the other slides over my hip and back to the top of my ass. I'm struggling with remembering to stroke him and Dragon, because it’s all too easy to get distracted by everything I'm feeling.

It’s not fair because I'm pretty sure they're trying to distract me on purpose.

To make me come apart between them.

Skyhigh withdraws his fingers, only to be replaced with Dragon's. He fucks me with his thick digits in a slow, steady rhythm, cranking my engine until it's threatening to overheat. Blackout pulls back, and I see Skyhigh make a show of sucking his glistening fingers clean. He looks me in the eyes as his tongue flicks over the tip of his index finger, knowing what I’m thinking when I see him do it.

“Please,” I whisper.

They laugh softly together. “Please what, baby girl,” asks Blackout.

“Someone lick me.” It's not as embarrassing to ask for now. I'm getting better at knowing what I want, and they're so determined to give it to me, whatever it is.

“I think you can get dirtier.”

Jesus. Fine! “Can one of you bastards eat me out until I come all over your stupid face?”

“That's more like it.” Blackout laughs.

Skyhigh is already on his way.

He slides down onto the bed until he's lying flat on his back, then pulls me over to straddle him so I'm facing his very, very erect cock. “Have a seat,” he says with a laugh, then grabs my hips and pulls me against him. When his tongue paints a wide swath between my folds, I have to brace my hands against his powerful thighs. My moan is loud, but I can't control it. That's exactly what I was begging for.

But after a moment, I can lower my front too, taking the tip of his thick cock into my mouth and swirling my tongue around the pronounced ridge under the head. I get a muffled, “Oh, fuck,” between my thighs, the air of his sudden exhale brushing over my clit. It makes me moan around him, and he groans in response. We build off each other, pleasure for pleasure.

Meanwhile, Dragon and Blackout are at my sides, stroking themselves, keeping their cocks hard as steel while they explore me with their free hands. Through my hair, down my back, over my sides and the outsides of my thighs. Just touched, constantly, everywhere. I'm swimming in a sea of sexy men, set on arousing me in any way they can.

I gasp as I come up for air, and find Blackout right there in front of me, his cock pointing at my face. Grinning at his eagerness, I take him in, teasing him with my tongue, sucking him like I want to make him come already. His groan comes from deep in his throat, as he thrusts his hips just enough to fuck my mouth without going too deep.

I get a disappointed moan when I let him go, but Skyhigh makes up for it with a happy noise as I take him back into my mouth. Like a reward, he dips his tongue deep inside me before sliding it back up and over my clit. I close my eyes and dig my nails into his thighs while he lures out the climax hiding just around the corner.

Blackout's dick bounces against my nose, eager for more attention. Speaking of logs. I hope they don't hear my giggle as I switch again, taking him into my mouth and tasting him. It's funny how they're so much the same and still so different. Skyhigh likes it when I swirl my tongue just so, but Blackout gives me the best moans when I trace the edge before sucking hard. He pulses between my lips, so powerfully I swear I can feel the blood course through his length.

“Fuck, make room.” Dragon, sick of being on the sidelines, gets behind me and pulls me back until my nipples hang over Skyhigh's mouth instead of my needy pussy. But then Dragon drives his whole length into me, so deep he pushes my breath right out of me. God, he's so thick. I curl my fingers, pulling the sheets into my fists as I hold on while Dragon and Blackout rock me between them. Getting fucked is exactly what I needed.

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