by Pamela Prim
Shelly heard a groan of excitement come from behind her, before she felt herself be yanked around, having her back be pressed heavily against Troy. She noticed his scent before she heard his voice. “We’re outlaws, remember? We don’t play by the rules.”
She felt his lips against the nape of her neck and her whole body seemed to become entranced in a glorious feeling of wonder and excitement. She moaned as the waves of attraction rippled over her, causing her blood to pump quickly through her veins, causing her to feel every single touch with magnified precision.
As his lips trailed up and down her neck, across her exposed shoulder blades, she felt Bronx move towards her carefully. When his hands rested on her pure white nightgown, his fingers gently pulled the sleeves off of her shoulders, exposing her firm, supple breasts.
Bronx seemed to be drawn to them like a moth to a flame, for as soon as they were uncovered, his hands grasped at them with desperation as he let a long breath spill out.
Instinctively, Shelly moved her arms in the way of her bareness, but Troy pulled her arms back quickly, so that she was completely exposed to their liking. She felt his head nudge against her ear before his voice broke through the moans of anticipation. “Trust us. You are going to enjoy this, Shelly.” The heated way in which Troy spoke her name melted her insides and caused a grin to ease onto her lips. Encouraged, she thrust her bosom towards Bronx and giggled at his encouraged reaction. He squeezed her breasts with authority that she wasn’t quite sure he had in him, while troy continued to nuzzle into her neck. After squeezing her breasts, his fingers trickled down to culminate against her nipple. He stroked it gently, but the intense shock that she felt cascading through her caused Shelly to shudder, almost as though trying to block him. However, Troy held her tighter, so that all she could do was whimper as she felt a wetness form between her thighs.
Again, Shelly swallowed hard, trying to comprehend all of the emotions that seemed to be flooding her body. Despite her natural, virgin reactions, she never wanted this intensity to stop. She loved the coursing thrill that wound through her body, igniting her soul in a passion that she never knew existed. She needed to feel more of the ecstasy that seemed to come with an overabundance of emotion, but mostly, she wanted to see how much better this experience could get.
Shelly quivered an inhale and let loose a ragged breath with the realization that she was at the mercy of these outlaws. The slight amount of reservation she held from the unknown was only enough to fuel her building desire.
“Oh, so you like that, huh?” Troy antagonized in his gravelly voice, before Dustin backed away and Troy shoved Shelly into the arms of another.
When Shelly realized what was happening, since the motion was quick, she opened her eyes and saw Dustin, who no longer had any clothes on, grasping onto her shoulders, holding her steady.
In an instant after she stopped moving, she felt her nightgown be tugged off of her, along with her undergarments. It happened so quickly, that she only had time to gasp before she saw Dustin’s gaze leering over her. His lips coiled into a simper as he spoke to her. “That’s better.”
Yet, she had no time to give any kind of response to him before Dustin spun her around and pressed his manhood close to her bodice. She had only gotten a glimpse of him, but what she had seen of his barrel chest and rippling muscles, had caused her to want to see more.
Now, she could feel his warmth against her body while he pulsated against her as she felt him grasp at her breasts and toppled them over in his hand.
She closed her eyes and relished in the moment, feeling her body slip against his, leaning on him heavier with each ragged breath.
She felt her womanliness thrust eagerly, to the same rhythm as Dustin’s rod. Her body seemed to move in a natural motion, in accordance with her own desires. Having him rubbing up against her, caused Shelly to feel an intense amount of allure and her body seemed to react appropriately without her even having to think.
In fact, she was certain at this point that she couldn’t think, even if she wanted to. They had stolen her will to do anything but be with them in only a few strokes and now, she allowed her mind to relax as she floated away into a mirage of heightening intensity.
Soon enough, Shelly felt her body being tugged backwards, before she was seated, overtop of Dustin on the couch.
His slim, virile body eased itself down, so that he could hold her securely, spreading her legs apart with his own and massaging her breasts with his hands.
She yelped slightly when he thrust open the entrance to her secret spot, but immediately, her head was thrust back, over the other side of the couch by a hand that had seized either side of her head and a hard kiss interrupted any further noise that she made. She groaned as a tongue thrust deep into her mouth, but the sound was completely muted. She felt the lips burrow into her mouth, exploring it with keen precision, as an enticing taste filled her senses.
She tried to wriggle around, but the men had made it so that she was completely at their mercy. Shelly felt as though she should probably be nervous, but instead, she simply wanted more. Despite herself, she absolutely loved what they were doing to her. She didn’t want it to stop.
Once she was in place, she felt hands on her body, sliding up and down her thin torso, before Dustin grasped her breasts and protruded them out, for another devilishly delightful wandering tongue.
At first, she felt a wetness encircling her nipple, but soon after a mouth latched onto the chosen breast and suckled on it with tantalizing vigor.
Shelly found herself moaning and gasping, but the lips that continued to plunder her mouth would not allow her to pick her head up in order see anything that was going on around her. So, she writhed with sensual intoxication as she put a greater focus on the sensations the men were giving her.
After the mouth on her bosom had traveled over to her other breast and caused both nipples to stand erect, she felt the kisses move down her navel and toy with the cleft between her thighs.
This caused her to feel even more heated as breaths became entirely elusive. Shelly heaved and groaned as she felt large fingers carefully instigate her needy place until she felt her carnal lips be spread in time for a silky touch to probe her.
Surprised, she screamed as she felt the tongue as it swirled around inside of her in all its magnificent beauty.
With every move the made, she felt the hands on her breasts continued to massage her.
She felt the passion intensifying by the second. Shelly’s head was reeling from every brilliant moment of the experience she was having. She realized at that moment, as her body elevated itself into a glamour that was nothing short of magnificent, that if she ended up dying as a result of this encounter, it might be worth it.
Suddenly though, the tongue inside of her pulled back, along with the lips that were caressing her mouth and the hands that were thrilling her bosom and she was left for a moment in a strange sort of limbo. Her body wanted more however and when she was released, she turned around, seeing Dustin and Bronx and demanding a reason for their abrupt departure with her eyes.
Troy was the one who spoke however as he pulled her face back to meet his. “We can’t let you have all the fun.” With that, Troy willed her up and turned her around to face Dustin and Bronx. She watched for a moment as the two men reveled in her beauty.
Troy strapped his arm across her chest and grasped the aching moist heart of her with his hand, causing her to gasp. “Oh yes…You are so ready for us…”
Even though her voice was unbridled, when she felt Troy caress her, she became paralyzed with euphoria, to the point where she could not even yell out, even though her entire body felt alive. All that passed through her lips was a sudden gasp, which was followed closely by Troy groaning with want and need.
Hastily, he thrust Shelly down, directing her head into Dustin’s lap where his engorged manhood stood, erect and waiting.
Crumpling to her knees in front of him, she took his pulsating member into
her hands and carefully curved her mouth around it with gentle urging. She started out slow, caressing her lips around the tip and suckling the shaft just as Troy had done to her breasts. When she gained confidence and inserted him deeper inside of her mouth, she heard Dustin groan with encouragement. With her rear-end flung high in the air, Shelly was surprised at how erotic this motion was for her, as we well as the obvious pleasure she was bringing to the man.
Soon enough, she felt Troy fondle her breasts, which were dangling in mid-air, while he ground up against Shelly’s behind. She groaned as she continued to reverberate the motion of riding up and down against Dustin. The long, thick smoothness of the man felt comforting against her and with every stroke, she felt a little bit more enlightened. She tweaked her method here and there, but eventually, she was able to make him shudder with pleasure every time she completed a rhythm.
While the other men took their pleasure in her, Bronx played with her hair and rub her back, with one hand, while his other hand slid between her legs and massage her clitoris with a talented hand.
Becoming immediately saturated with wetness, Shelly tried to bed herself the best she could into his hand, until he finally answered her needs and slid his fingers inside of her. When the careful penetration finally came, she gasped loudly and hastened her movements with her mouth.
She writhed and shuddered at the plethora of sensations that were flowing through her. The pleasure that the men were providing her was almost too great. By now, the movements of the men could only be described as delightfully happy torture. The men seemed to know how to give her almost exactly what she wanted, so that Shelly was stuck in a limbo that teetered on the edge of absolute euphoria.
This instantly got a rise out of Dustin. “Oh yes…Faster…” After a minor adjustment, she was able to answer his command.
Troy also continued faster, winding his hands playfully around her bosom, tugging and flicking her nipples in the right manner, in order to keep them satisfied and alert. While she moved her body up and down against Dustin, she also thrust her pelvis, which was aching for more, towards Troy. She wanted so much for him to explore her body and she had no longer had any qualms about letting him know.
Bronx was doing a glorious job, but after feeling the size and girth of Troy’s fiery brand, her body instinctively knew that he would be satisfying.
Shelly realized quickly that in the throes of passion, all social courtesy was forgotten. She rubbed herself up against him with vigor, until finally; she felt Dustin’s glorious waves of splendor rocket into her mouth and shoot down her throat, giving her little choice but to swallow.
She heard him moan and collapse against the couch as though with overcome with exhaustion, before she was pulled away, again by Troy. He grasped her breasts and willed Shelly to stand, so that Bronx could take Dustin’s place on the couch.
After an extra a moment of bliss, Shelly looked down at Bronx and took in his tempting manliness. Bronx was a big shouldered man with rippling muscles that roped his entire body together. His chest was hard and inviting, while his waist shifted into a perfect triangle procession, which was lined with corrugated abs and ended with a member that made Shelly tremble with delight.
Bronx spread his legs and took her in between them, while Troy guided her with a gentle embrace and Dustin ran his hands up and down her back from the side, before continuing where Troy left off caressing her breasts.
Shelly squatted down carefully, while she felt Bronx thrust himself against her. Their essence melded perfectly and after a moment, as though his throbbing member couldn’t take it anymore, he inserted himself inside of her, causing Shelly to scream out loud with surprise. After the shock wore off and the feelings started to culminate, Shelly moaned and arched her back as Bronx eased himself in and out of her. She placed her hands on his shoulders to get better leverage, while his hands curved around her hips, helping to guide her. Shelly was impressed with how easily the two of them melded and for a long moment, she enjoyed the feel of him inside of her, filling her completely.
After a moment though, she felt Bronx stop, so that Troy could bend her over slightly and ease his own arrow of love right between the cheeks of her buttocks.
“Oh God!” She exclaimed, but after a split moment of discomfort, the potential exaltation of what the two of them were doing to her revealed itself to her.
She giggled, focusing on how all three of them felt surrounding her. Now, with Bronx in the front, Troy in the back and Dustin continuing to ensure every inch of her body was covered in warmth and caresses, Shelly really didn’t want the intimacy to end.
While Dustin stayed steady in his movements, Troy and Bronx stood up, sandwiching her between them and started to slowly work in and out of her at different times. When one thrust coming in, the other was pulling out, giving her an indescribable, fluid example of their enthusiasm to please her.
“Oh God!” She yelled, now completely able to control herself as the two of them cautiously quickened their pace. “Oh my God!” She exclaimed without shame as the climatic gush of pure euphoria built up inside of her, ready to explode.
Yet, not wanting the feeling to end, she willed herself to hold out from the epic moment of enlightenment. At once, she heard Bronx groan at the same moment she felt his ferocious seed spill into her, filling all of her with a completeness that she had never known before. Moments later, she felt one last, hard, quick thrust into her from behind before Troy’s love juices also shot into her, causing her to scream.
After the two of them had finished, it only took a few fiery lunges to catapult Shelly into sexual oblivion. With a scream and a blinding force of tremendous passion, Shelly came, wildly and ambitiously. Her breath completely taken from her now, Shelly’s heart was beating so quickly she was sure that it was going to fling itself right out of her chest, but that didn’t matter to her now.
In that moment, nothing mattered, except for the waterfall of emotions that were overtaking her. Shelly felt everything and nothing at the same time. Her needs were both infinite and enormously satisfied. During that volatile moment of absolute vulnerability, Shelly felt uniquely perfect, as though she had found the purpose of which she could base her entire life.
After the moment passed however, the wondrous sensations did not cease right way. Instead, she felt herself convulse around the men as a tickle deep within her womanliness caused her to giggle.
When the two men carefully pulled out, Dustin also pulled his hands back, so that the they all could rest and recover. Each of them piled onto the couch, exhausted.
“I can’t do this anymore.” Shelly explained after the four of them had some time to calm down and regain some strength. Shelly now lay, strewn amidst the men who had shown her a completely new aspect of life, feeling a sense of jubilation that she hoped would never end.
“What do you mean?” Troy asked, seeming somewhat alarmed. “With us?”
Shelly looked surprised. “Oh…God no. Not with you. I never want to stop being with you.” She simpered and gave a small laugh, surprised at her candor, even now after everything they had done together.
“Then what?” His eyes narrowed carefully as he tried to focus on what she was trying to tell them.
“My life!” She explained, looking to each of the men. “All I have ever tried to do was make my parents proud, run the ranch and keep their memory alive, but in all that time, I was never really living.” She paused as the realization truly struck her. After contemplating what she truly wanted, she gained the courage to explain to them what she was thinking. “What would you say if I told you three that I would like to join you. I would liquidate the ranch and go on the run…” She beamed with the thought of having true adventures, in addition to having similar sexual experiences as the one she had with the men tonight, whenever she wanted. “What if I told you that I wanted to become an outlaw?”
Knowing that it was Troy who made all of the decisions, her eyes rested on him, peering deeply into his gaze
and trying to urge him in her preferred direction.
It seemed to take an eternity for him to answer, but when he spoke, his eyes sparkled and even before he said a word, she grew giddy at his answer. “Well, I guess I would have to ask you what took you so long to make that decision.”
“Really?” She exclaimed as her eyes gleamed with excitement.
Troy made a submissive gesture in a teasing manner and gave a simple answer. “Well, it’s your funeral.”
Ironically enough, after all of her fears over death, it took finally having the courage to put it out of its misery, after all those terrible years, was exactly what she needed to start her life anew.
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Story 21
“Come on, don’t be so slow!” Lisa cried out to her boyfriend Thomas.
