Taking What I Want

Chapter 2

Noah

Just as I suspect, she screams as I wrestle the guy off of her. “Oh my god!” she shouts as we struggle off of the bed and to the floor. He’s a big fucker, but I’ve got the element of surprise on him. He was balls deep in her sweet little pussy and now he’s getting tied up.

I can’t blame the guy for being disappointed in his current situation, but I’m ready for my fun. When I get his hands tied behind his back, I grab his legs and tie them, too. His cock is still rock hard and glistening with pussy juice as I pull out a gag from my back pocket and tie it around his mouth.

I expect her to jump on me or try and fight. Hell, even to run. But she doesn’t. Instead she watches me as she grabs the blanket off the floor and covers her naked body. I can see the look of panic in her eyes as I stand up and stare at her.

Dylan is on the floor talking through his gag, but I can’t understand what he’s saying so I just ignore him. He’s on his back and shouting up at me, but I can see his cock is red and angry, so I just assume he’s pissed off that I took his toy away.

“Oh no, sugar tits, I can’t have you covering up what I came here for,” I admonish, reaching up and yanking the blanket off of her. I toss it back on the ground and watch as she tries to cover herself with her hands.

“Look at how pretty you are. Goddamn, you are fine as wine,” I say, rubbing the front of my jeans. “I’m already hard as a fucking lead pipe. Watching you take cock is a nice little appetizer.” I unbutton my jeans and reach my hand down the front of them. “But now it’s my turn.”

There’s shouted protest from the floor and I shake my head, laughing. “Sorry, big guy. She’s mine now.” I wink at him and walk over to the side of the bed where she’s sitting. “Don’t do this,” she says, trying to pull away from me.

“Don’t be like that, baby.” I grab her wrist and pull her over to me. I reach out and rub her tit. She makes a little sound in her throat as I trail my fingers down her stomach and then rub it between her legs.

“Damn girl, I think you sprung a leak,” I say, licking my fingers. “Shit, you even taste like a rich bitch.” Glancing back at Dylan, I raise my chin. “She act like a stuck-up housewife when she’s sucking cock?” He yells through the gag and I roll my eyes. “Why don’t you tell me your name?” I say, leaning down so we’re eye level.

She looks down and then looks back up and bites her lip. She thinks it over only for a second before she whispers, “Allison.” “You can call me Noah, sugar tits. That mouth of yours looks like it would feel mighty fine wrapped around my dick, but I have a feeling you might not be so gentle if I slide it past those fat lips.”

Her breath catches and she closes her mouth tight in response. “That’s what I thought,” I say, straightening. “But I sure do enjoy watching you getting fucked. How about you put on a little show for me?”

“Wh-what do you mean?” I walk over to Dylan and pull him off the floor and lift him on the bed. He’s a big son of a bitch, but eventually he moves where I want him to. “I mean, I want to watch you suck a dick, and I don’t trust that mouth of yours on mine,” I say, pulling off my shirt and opening the front of my jeans all the way so I can take my cock out.

“Besides, he looks like he’s about to cum all over himself. Help the poor bastard out.” There’s a chair in front of the bed, and I pull it up, sitting down and getting comfortable. Allison looks at me and then looks to her husband. They exchange a look and he nods to her.

He’s on his back in the middle of the bed, and she gets on her knees beside him. Her hands shake as she reaches out and strokes him, but it’s not good enough.

“Nah, girl, I want the real thing. Grab his cock and swallow it like it’s payday and you want a new pair of shoes.” I grip my own at the thick base and squeeze. She keeps glancing at my cock, and I give her a cocky smile.

“Go ahead and stare at it, sugar tits. You’ll be getting properly introduced to him soon enough.” She makes that little whine in the back of her throat again before she puts both hands on Dylan’s cock and opens her mouth. He grunts into his gag as she tongues the head of his dick and a stream of thick cum shoots out onto her cheek.

“Fuck, he’s hurting for it. Keep going. I bet he’s got more where that came from.”
She squeezes her hands around his length, which is just as long and thick as mine. I like knowing she can take a big dick and likes it hard. She sucks on the head of his cock and slowly moves her hands to massage his shaft.

“Lick him up and down. I want to see him cum on you again.” She does as I tell her to and drags her tongue around the head and then down to the base. I mimic the motions with my hands, wishing it was her mouth instead. She’s careful with him, but she knows what he likes.

Every muscle in his body is tense and his cock is still angry and swollen. I can’t tell if he’s trying not to cum or if she’s teasing him so he won’t do it. But I know one thing's for sure. She can keep on teasing him, but eventually he’s going to erupt.

“Jack him off and lean your tits down. I want to see them covered in it.” There’s still a trace of cum on her face as she rubs her tits across the round head of his cock and works her hands up and down.

Dylan is panting hard with every down thrust of her hand, and when her hard nipples graze his opening, he shouts behind the gag and his thigh muscles clench as thick ropes of cum shoot out like a rocket and splash across her creamy mounds.

Her pink nipples are dripping in it as she continues to work him eagerly, wanting all of his cum. She’s so lost in the desire to please him that she’s forgotten I’m watching. She’s got one mission and it’s to get him off good and hard. I’m leaking little pearls of my own and smearing them down my shaft, rubbing it in.

Allison’s got her tight ass up in the air as she leans down to clean him up with her mouth, and I can’t stand it anymore. Now it’s my turn to play.

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