Page 92 of Twisted Minds

I kick Noah’s shin. “Ow! Yes. Always happy to help.”

I loop my arm around Noah’s shoulders, kissing the top of his head. “Let’s take you home, brat.”

“Ungh, yeah, just like that. Holy shit, baby.”

“Like this?” Hunter does something downright evil with his fingers. My legs shake while I stroke myself. I know he’s tired, but I need more. “Give me another.” Hunter’s lips land on the inside of my right thigh before bringing the second bead to my hole and gently coaxing it in. I suck in a breath as it slips inside.

“That’s it, baby. Look at you taking them so well.” He kisses my balls then licks up the seam, his fingers entering me again with the anal beads.

“I want your cock,” I whine, rolling my hips against the bed. I’m loving this feeling, but I want him.

“Yeah, well, I’m out of commission. You’ve tapped me out.” Hunter doesn’t wait, fitting the next bigger bead inside me. “Look at my good boy.” Another kiss lands on my thigh. He slips two fingers in, curling them around the bead inside me. The toy and his digits caress my prostate.

“Hunter, please.” I squeeze the head of my cock, watching precum drip down my shaft, and Hunter leans in, catching the liquid with his tongue. My eyes rake up his body to his toned ass. “Lie down.”

“What?”

I want him to straddle my head, but his knee still bothers him sometimes and I want him to keep his weight off it. I move, moaning when I clench against the three beads inside me. Hunter lies down and I straddle his head. I cup him under his knee, spreading his legs, my tongue traveling a path down his taint to lick his hole.

“Fuck, baby. That feels good.” Half hard, Hunter moves a little bit, spreading his legs wider for me. My fingers dig into his thigh when I feel the last large bead slip inside me.

“Fuck!” Hunter’s lips wrap around my cock, sucking me in rough warm pulls. I’ve been on the edge for nearly a half hour now. I’m not going to last any longer. I brace my hands on either side of him, thrusting my hips into the tight heat of his mouth. “Magic fucking mouth.”

Hunter takes the end of the toy, slowly pulling it out one bead at a time. The pace is torturously slow, and a jolt of sweet heat pulls at my balls each time he takes one out. Finally, the last one comes free, but I’m stuffed again with his fingers as he fits three inside me. “Taste so fucking good.” He breaths heavily, licking a stripe up my dick. “Magic fucking ass. Beautiful fucking man.”

“Hunter, please.”

“Close, baby.”

“So close.” I’m trembling on the edge, begging for anything at this point.

“Sit on my cock.”

“Yeah?” Hunter gives me an answering moan, his cock now fully hard, and I have to say, I’m impressed. Carefully I turn, notching his cock to my hole and sinking it inside. This right here, this is what I needed. I begin to bounce, stroking my cock, loving the way he feels inside me.

“Fuck, I’m gonna lose it.”

“Yeah?”

“Keep going.” I lean back, spreading my legs and letting him see us together, his eyes fixed on where we connect. With both my hands planted behind me, I can’t stroke my cock. Hunter reads my mind, jerking me as I roll my hips. “Hunter, fuck, this feels so good.”

“So fucking tight. Come on. I’m going to come deep in this gorgeous ass. Keep going.”

My legs tremble and my stomach clenches as pleasure races through my core. “Hunter!’

“That’s it, fuck, fuck, holy shit.” Ropes of cum paint his chest as his release coats my insides. My legs are spasming. I can’t hold myself up, sitting myself completely on his pulsing cock. “Jesus.” He sags, scrubbing his face. “I have no words.”

My body twitches a bit as I slowly try to get off him. As his cock slips out, I feel cum drip from my hole. This is the third load he’s given me tonight. I’m so full, but I don’t care. I crave it. “Let me see.” Somehow, I find the strength to straddle him the other way, and he grabs my cheeks, slapping them lightly. “Beautiful ass.” I grunt as a finger slips into my sloppy hole. “Too bad we left the plug at home.”

“Managed to grab the anal beads, though.”

“I didn’t hear you complaining.” He kisses one cheek before pulling me further up. He licks up my crack then bites my ass cheek. “Beautiful.”

With shaky legs and arms, I get off him, dropping down beside him, my fingers finding their way to his chest. He cups my arm against him and turns his head to kiss me. “I’m tapped. I have no more cum to give you.”

“I’m giving you an hour reprieve.”

“Mark, I’m done,” he whines.

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