OUTLAW'S BABY

by Amy Brent

  “God help me…but I guess if I’m going to hell, then I may as well do it in grand fashion.” Billy fucked my fingers and he was the only one of them that had the makings of a beard. It wasn’t thick, but you could see that he could easily become something like a grizzly Adams in a matter of days. He was breathing heavy and then grunted with a shower of his seed all the way up my arm. The feel of the heat hitting my skin made me shiver with something more than just pleasure. I was quite taken with all of them and that was when I felt something nudging down below. With whatever energy I had left, I got up on my elbows to see the moment of truth.

  John grabbed me by the back of the hair forcing his tongue into my mouth, while at the same time driving with insistence until he was balls deep. I moaned loudly with my eyes wide open and the motion of his thrusts getting to the point of pain and pleasure mixed in for good measure.

  “Don’t break her. I wanna crack at that sweet little body of hers.” Sean had enough time to put some lead in his pencil. He was stroking to the spectacle of John fucking me. I was beginning to believe that sex didn’t have to come with a one pump chump.

  “I don’t think that you have to worry, Sean. There’s more than enough to go around. I’ve been looking for any sign that she wants this to stop, but I don’t think that she has any aspirations to put the brakes on.” How he was able to talk and fuck me at the same time was something that was a little disconcerting. It was when he started to hammer me deeply that I found my legs splayed open like that of a Turkey getting stuffed.

  “I’m cumming…trust me…I’m not going to be the only one.” John didn’t look like I was serious, but then he felt what was happening and that smug look was wiped off his face. He tried to pull away, but I grabbed onto his ass and made sure that escape was not an option.

  He came inside me, but he did find the strength to take it out and shoot the last couple of streams over my bald mound. John rubbed it into my skin as if it was some kind of elixir of youth. They were all in their late thirties. I should’ve felt like they were taking advantage of me, but I really didn’t.

  “Let me have seconds.” What Sean meant to say was sloppy seconds, as John fell back in a chair exhausted and looking like he was going to pass out. Sean slapped my clit and made me jump out of my skin with how sensitive I was after already cumming too many times to count. “Let’s see how you deal with a real man.” He took aim at my hole and didn’t even stop until he too took me balls deep. He was not gentle. He slapped my ass, pulled my hair, and literally glared into my face with the insistence that had me meeting him stroke for stroke.

  I found myself turned around with his hands on my ass and doing me like that of an animal. He pulled my hair back with my neck straining against the effort and then kissing me with nothing that even came close to passion. This was raw animalistic and out of control. I don’t think I could’ve been any happier.

  “I’m going to cum all over your ass.” He didn’t even ask for permission and then he too unloaded and it wasn’t just all over my ass. I don’t know how he was able to manage it after already cumming in my mouth, but his first shot went all the way up the small of my back. It stained my dress and I had no idea how I was going to explain that to my dry cleaner.

  They were pretty much finished, but I wondered how long they would be out of action. I looked at the clock and noticed that we had been going at it for over 2 hours. It was the advantage of having three guys at the same time. There was always one that was ready to jump back in the saddle.

  Chapter three

  I walked out of there a little unsteady with all three guys smiling like they had gotten one over on me. In the cold light of day, I was feeling slightly ashamed about taking the walk of shame. My panties were literally balled up in my purse. My legs were trembling with the need to grab onto their shoulders for some kind of support.

  “I want all three of you to come over to my place for dinner tomorrow night.” I didn’t understand why I said that, but maybe I needed home field advantage. “I make the most amazing ravioli that you have ever taken into your mouth.” I noticed by getting a closer look that they all had this swarthy complexion. They were Italian by birth, but they had been transplanted to the states when they were too young to remember. That was what John had told me. He was a bit of a chatty one.

  “I don’t think either one of us can say no to a home cooked meal. Our parents are 1,000 miles away and let’s just say that the local fare around here doesn’t exactly measure up to our mother’s cooking.” John was the one that decided to be the spokesperson for the group. He was still looking at me up and down and I had no doubt that he was not even close to through with me. “It would be our honor and we will even bring a bottle of wine for the occasion.” Having dinner with three guys that I hardly knew was a bit out of my comfort zone. It was time to shake things up.

  “I think tomorrow night that you’ll find a different woman waiting for you. Don’t be surprised when I’m the one that takes control and I use your bodies for my own pleasure. If you can’t handle that, then I suggest that you rethink coming over. All three of you are going to be my special living toys. I’m giving you a fair warning to give you all a chance to back out gracefully.” They had already taken what they wanted and it was about time that I did the same. I had visions of a blindfold for each of them and a pair of handcuffs to keep them from doing anything that I didn’t want them to do. I might have to rethink the blindfold. I wanted them to see everything.

  “This may come as a bit of a shock, but we’ve never actually shared a woman before. I know that doesn’t sound probable, but trust me this is one of those times that will live in infamy.” Billy lifted me by the shoulders to give me a kiss with my legs wrapped around his waist. It was quite passionate and had me swooning to his touch. “I very much look forward to seeing what you have in mind tomorrow night.” I could feel his member trying to touch on something that he didn’t get a chance to experience. “As long as I get to fuck you, I don’t care what you do to me.” That was a bold statement to make. I wasn’t sure that he had the balls to back it up.

  He put me back down on the ground. I found John cupping my neck with the same kind of passion all over again. Sean was not one to be left out, but his kiss was messy and he was rubbing up against me like he wanted to start a fire. I did moan and the smile that I saw creasing his features told me that was exactly what he wanted to see.

  I grabbed each of their hands and I wrote my address in ink. They would either have to commit it to memory or write it down somewhere before they found themselves washing it off in the shower. I breathed deeply, sighing with a sort of excitement from picturing them all in the shower together with me. That was an image that I was going to keep me up at night.

  The taxi was idling at the curb and I had gone looking for Joan, but she was nowhere to be seen. I had to assume that she had already found a better offer and was most likely showing that young gentleman what an older woman could do.

  “I do hope that you didn’t take offense at what we did to you in there. It doesn’t seem that you feel that we went too far. We may have gotten a little carried away and you can account that to our Italian blood.” John escorted me into the taxi. I sat there, as we pulled away from the curb with my eyes turning and looking at them and wondering if I’d gotten in over my head.

  I didn’t sleep much that night and with visions of them flying around in my head it was no wonder that I was pretty much a zombie by the morning. I was thankful that it was a Saturday and I could sleep in. I was curled into my sheets like my own personal cocoon.

  I awoke to start thinking that I wasn’t alone and then I noticed that Joan had somehow gotten in without my permission. “I rang the doorbell several times. I thought something happened to you. I see that something did, but it’s not exactly what I was thinking.” She raised the stained material of my black dress from the floor on the toe of her very expensive shoes. “I would say that you had a bit more fun than I gave you
credit for.” She was in a pair of jeans that molded to her body like a second skin.

  “I don’t need your permission to test my limits. You brought me there locked and loaded. What did you expect to happen?” I was only teasing her and there was no way that I could possibly keep a straight face.

  “Do you want me to guess, or are you going to tell me all the nasty details.” I saw that my window was open in my bedroom and one of my figurines had broken upon her entry. For an older woman, she was quite agile and had kept up a regiment every morning with a personal trainer.

  “I think that it goes without saying that I got lucky. I was left with a smile on my face and a need for a repeat performance. I’m going to be cooking dinner tonight and hopefully, I will be the one that’s in control of what happens after.” I was purposely leaving out the fact that it was three guys instead of one. She could believe what she wanted to. I’m usually more forthright and telling tales out of the school was not uncommon when we got together. Unfortunately, it was usually her tales with me living vicariously through her, but maybe the tables had turned.

  “I think that you are leaving something out. I’m not sure what it is, but I will find out. I’m just glad that you had fun and trust me I wasn’t exactly alone for the evening. College guys really do have the stamina to go all night long. I walked out of his dorm room with my heels in my hand and several guys giving me the eye. I do believe that I’m going to get my paramour to introduce me to some of his brothers.” The very thought of brothers brought to mind what kind of slut I was last night.

  I was tempted to tell her what had happened, but I kinda wanted to keep it to myself. It was the first time that I had a secret that I wasn’t willing to share and I found the idea of letting it all hang out like something that I would never have done under normal circumstances. It could’ve been some kind of nightingale syndrome from them coming to my rescue, but I think it went well beyond that.

  “Michelle, I know how it is to have secrets, but I think that it would make you feel better to get it off your chest.” She was doing her best to weasel information out of me, but I really was in no mood to play this game. “I don’t need the details. If this is something that you wanna keep to yourself, then do it by all means. Don’t let me pressure you. I do think that you have slept long enough and that we should get out there and enjoy this nice sunny day.” I couldn’t have agreed more.

  We went for a jog together and I felt energized, even though I had been fucked like nobody’s business last night. It gave me a sense of self and I found that giving the brothers license to have my body was making me want to do the same thing, but in reverse.

  I had never been one to ogle the merchandise, but today was a different story. Each time that a young man with a nice physique went by me, I would bite my bottom lip and feel my lips quivering. Those boys had awakened something and now that monster wanted to come out and play.

  “I know that look and believe me I was the one that invented the look. Whatever happened last night has opened you up to new possibilities and experiences. I say grab a spoon and dive in. You never know how long that feeling is going to last. For me, it’s every day of my life, but I’m not like normal and everyday girls. I tend to throw caution to the wind and do what feels right. It might make me feel empty afterward, but I always find someone to take away that loss.” I had never heard her talk about herself like this and it was a real eye-opening experience.

  “What I’m hearing you say is that you are ready for a commitment.” She stopped me and put her hand on my chest, which only exasperated my condition. “I didn’t mean to say anything, but do you hear your biological clock ticking? You always said that you wanted a big family, but you never found the right guy to settle down with. Perhaps, you need to be more selective and to get to know a guy before you jump into bed. I know that’s a novel concept, but it’s time to stop acting like you’re still 20 years old.” I had given her a little to think about and the look on her face was of shock.

  “On some small level that is exactly the way I’m feeling. Why is it that any time that I talk to you I always come back with something of a different perspective? You should probably take your own advice, but you’ve been living in the shadows away from the real world for too long. You let what happened with Joseph get the best of you. If this guy makes you happy, then I say don’t hold back and do whatever you can to hold on to that feeling.” Joseph was supposed to be the love of my life, but he ruined that by dying. It wasn’t his fault, but I still blamed him nonetheless for leaving me after only two months of us finding one another.

  “We were made for each other and I don’t think that I will ever find that kind of love. Any other man will pale in comparison. I really don’t want to put him in a position to feel like I’m not entirely invested.” We finally made our way back to my small home. We said our goodbyes and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep my so called relationship with the brothers under wraps for long. I had very nosy neighbors and one in particular that had a pair of binoculars that was always using them as if she was part of a neighborhood watch.

  I had a feeling that those boys would be arriving around 6:00 PM. It gave me enough time to shower. There was a moment that I thought I was going to take matters into my own hands. I stopped myself because I had other ideas that were just too delicious to pass up.

  I prepared the ravioli from scratch and it was the way that my grandmother taught me from the moment that I was old enough to pick up a spoon in the kitchen. I had her recipe and it was something that was passed down from one generation to the next.

  The pasta was cooking, the sauce was simmering and I had a medley of fresh vegetables ready to join the rest of the meal. I even made a Caesar salad, but I didn’t take them for the kinds of guys that would be interested in a salad.

  I went through my closet. I picked up the black dress and relived every single moment of last night. I smelled their manly aroma on the fabric and I stuck out my tongue to lick the stained material to bring back the memory of what they tasted like. Remarkably, they all had similar qualities and I had to believe that came from the same kind of diet that they had followed strictly. I still couldn’t believe that they lived together.

  I decided to make them my bitches and the best way to do that was to catch them off guard with something that was going to make them realize just what kind of trouble they were in. 4 inch red high heels accentuated my long legs that had been shaved to a smooth and baby bare texture. The red dress had a plunging neckline and underneath was a black widow outfit that was going to come in handy to make their tongues fall to the floor. I heard the doorbell and I knew that the night was young and things were going to get interesting in a hurry.

  Chapter four

  I wasn’t prepared for what greeted my eyes upon opening the door. They were all dressed impeccably in black suits and the only difference between the three was that Billy was wearing a blue shirt, John was wearing a white shirt and Sean was wearing a red shirt. It was the same color that I was wearing and that was not lost on him, as he took in the sight and gave me an appraising wink to tell me that he approved.

  “As promised, we brought the wine and I do hope that a Red Bordeaux will go with the meal.” It was obvious that John was more sophisticated and worldly. I think that I was going to have to grill him on his past and to find out more about these guys. I didn’t want to treat them like they were a piece of meat, although I’m sure that they wouldn’t mind. “Let me open it for you” Before he could walk past me, I took the initiative and jumped into his arms with my petite frame wrapped around him like a boa constrictor.

  I left John stunned with my lipstick smeared across his mouth, as I swayed my hips from side to side to show them that tonight was going to be something extraordinary.

  They were ravenous at supper and I was playfully sucking my fingers of the sauce from my plate. All three of them were squirming in their seats. I had definitely started something that I was going to have to
finish.

  “I hope that you have all left room for dessert.” Upon those words, I took a deep breath and steeled myself for what I was about to do. Taking a long swallow of the wine, I put it down and then I climbed up onto the table with my knees on either side of my forgotten plate. I slithered towards them with all three of them not able to blink or take their eyes off me for a single second. “I see somebody that didn’t get enough to eat.” I had zeroed my sights on John at the head of the table. I was soon positioned so that he would see that I wasn’t wearing any panties. He took a big breath and he most likely got the aroma of strawberries. I had taken the liberty of using a strawberry scented lube to get me ready for the festivities.

  He tried to move forward and grab my thighs, but I stopped him with my foot up against his chest. The stiletto heel was digging in to make my point. I had placed a black bag on the table and I knew that they were wondering what was inside, but nobody had the guts to ask. Had they even broached the topic, I would have changed the subject and let them believe that it was my business and none of theirs.

  I lifted my leg over the other and I pushed my hips out so that he was face deep in my ass. His tongue snapped forward, but I wasn’t going to allow him to turn me into a pile of jelly. I stood up, put my hand on his face, reached out, and did the same thing to Billy. “You boys are in for quite a treat and I’m feeling particularly nasty tonight.” I produced different colored scarves and neither one of them stopped me, as I tied them to the chair with knots that I had learned from sailing. If they tried to get away, those knots would only get tighter and cut off their circulation.

  Sitting back down on John’s lap, I ripped open his shirt and bit his nipples to hear him cry out with surprise. “You really do know how to make an interesting impression, Michelle.” I slapped him across the face. He looked at me and smiled. “I think I like this side of you.” I placed my finger on his mouth and I made him suck it back and forth to mimic what I had done to other guys in the past.