Bucked: The Mountain Man's Babies(18)

“Oh, my God, I’m going to come.” My fingers grip his shoulder, my pussy pulsing as ripples of pleasure cover me. “Oh,” I cry, overwhelmed at the way his touch slays me. I try to catch my breath, and I do, Buck bends, picks me up, and carries me to the bed.

“Stay on the bed, darlin’,” he tells me.

I sink into the pillows, knowing I couldn’t sit up if I tried. All of a sudden exhaustion covers me. I spent so long dreaming of this moment, and now it’s here. He pulls down my leggings, my panties, leaving my pussy in plain sight. The look in his eyes, his hunger, need, desire – is all wrapped up in me. I feel powerful, wanted.

His.

He presses his fingers deep inside me again, as if touching me this way is his favorite thing in the world.

“Your pussy is so wet, so ready.”

I nod, panting. “So ready for you.”

I watch Buck take off his pants, his massive cock erect and hard, pointing up, telling the entire world what it wants.

Me.

“Turn around, darlin’,” he tells me. “I need to see your ass.”





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I know I’m not going to climb on top of this woman, not when she is pregnant. So I tell her to get on all fours. Sure, her belly is swollen with child, her breasts full, and has the face of an angel, but from behind she’s a devil with an ass just begging to be fucked.

She bites her bottom lip and turns her head, her eyes raised, her ass in the air, at the edge of the bed.

I stroke my shaft, stepping toward her.

“You want my cock in you?” I ask, cupping her breasts, forcing her to sit up on her knees. She whimpers in pleasure, my cock grinding against her ass.

“I do, Buck. I want you in me so bad.”

I want her pussy but I also want her ass.

Today, I’ll have them both.

I press my palm on the small of her back, guiding her back on all fours, and rub my cock along her wet slit. She moans in pleasure, and I ease my cock inside of her.

“Oh, yeah, oh, please,” she begs. “It feels so good, Buck.”

I close my eyes, thanking my fucking lucky stars. I hold my woman at her waist, filling her sweet pussy with everything I have to offer.

She’s getting off fast, and I love that, love that I can make her moan in ecstasy in two minutes flat.

“What are you doing to me?”

Before I can answer she’s moaning some more.

“Ohhhh,” she cries, and her hands grip the sheets, and her body stills, her pussy tight around me as her moaning slows to a soft purr; like a kitty cat, this girl wants to be tamed.

“I’m gonna come in your little pussy,” I tell her, pulling her hair until she’s sitting up on her knees, my cock pounding her, her long hair wrapped around my fist. In her ear I breathe hot air, and she’s cooing in no time, as I pump hard against her ass until I’m ready to come.#p#分页标题#e#

“Let me taste you,” she says, stopping me before I lose my load. “Let me taste your come.”

I didn’t see this coming, but in a matter of seconds she eases off me, and turns, so she sits on the edge of the bed, her mouth open wide, the intensity in her desire keeping me fucking rock hard.

“You sure, Rosie?” I would have thought sucking my cock would intimidate this sweet woman, who’s only been fucked once before. By me. Her pussy was saved for me, and no other man will ever have it.

Only over my dead body.

“I’m sure,” she says, her mouth already widening to take me. Her lips wrap around my cock, her tongue rolling in circles around me. Sucking me hard, sucking me off.

It doesn’t take long, her mouth is so tight on my cock that of course I’m ready to explode after a few minutes.

“I’m gonna come, baby,” I tell her, running my hands through her loose hair, her beautiful tits bobbing the same way her face is. It’s a fucking porno up in here and I’m the motherfucking star.

Scratch that, Rosie is the star. A fucking constellation. She is shining brighter than the sun.

She keeps sucking as I fill her mouth with my hot come, she swallows it, as if she was born to taste me, to be filled with my seed. Her belly and now her mouth.

She already has my heart. She just doesn’t know it yet.

I asked her to marry me and I meant it.

She will be my wife.

I thrust against her; her eyes are heavy with longing as she swallows, and when I finish she pulls me from her swollen lips, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“More,” she whines playfully as I hand her some tissues to wipe herself with. “I want more, Buck.”

I grin at this fucking glorious piece of art. Rosie. The mother of my child.

I want to know everything about her.