Kissing the Killer(44)

“Ah fuck,” he groaned as I tried to take all of him into my throat. He pressed my head down farther, fucking my mouth, pressing deep into my throat. I worked him like that, jerking his shaft with two hands while I sucked his cock, sliding as much as I could into my throat.

He pressed me down and started to fuck my mouth. I loved how much he enjoyed it, the moaning and his deep, passionate groans. His cock pressed between my lips as I worked him, sucking his length and jerking his thick shaft.

“Fuck,” he grunted, taking my hair and pulling my head back. His cock left my mouth, leaving a long line of saliva from my lip to his cock. “Stand up. I want this pussy bad.”

I obeyed, standing. He yanked my shorts down around my ankles, sliding my soaked panties down with them. I watched him fish a condom out of the wallet in his pocket. Then he pulled his jeans off, kicking them aside. I couldn’t help but stare at him as he rolled the condom down along his thick cock.

He turned me back around, pressing my hands against the tree trunk. I spread my legs wide for him, my heart pounding in my chest.

He tipped my chin back and kissed me as he pressed his cock deep inside me.

I gasped and moaned into his mouth as he filled me. I couldn’t believe how easily he slid inside me, but I was dripping wet and it wasn’t my first time anymore. He pressed deeper, slowly stroking in and out.

Pleasure rocked my body. I dug my nails into the trunk of the tree as he continued fucking me, working my dripping pussy, his big dick filling my every inch. I took him, gripping the tree.

He slapped my ass and I gasped. “You fucking like taking my cock out here?”

“I like taking your cock anywhere,” I heard myself say.

“That’s fucking right. You’ll take this big cock wherever I want. You’re fucking desperate for this thick cock.”

“Oh shit,” I gasped as he slapped my ass again. He took my hair and tipped my chin back, fucking me deep. I took his full length into my soaking pussy, rocking my hips back, rolling along with him. I moaned softly as he pressed deeper and deeper inside me, fucking me rough and hard.

He let go of my hair and wrapped an arm around my leg, his fingers finding my clit. He rubbed me in delicious circles, working my clit as he fucked me from behind. I was losing my mind as he worked me hard and rough, and I pressed my face against the rough bark of the tree, taking his cock.

I worked him, rolling my hips, letting him fuck me deep and rough. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, getting fucked roughly by a big strong killer out in the middle of the woods, but I couldn’t help myself. I was soaking wet and I needed it. He made me feel right, made me feel like I was safe no matter where we were.

I could feel an orgasm building deep inside my body. He kept fucking me, rough and savage, an animal fucking me in the woods. I rocked my hips, working him more, taking his big dick between my legs.

“Fuck, I want to see that face when you come,” he said. He pulled back and spun me around. Before I could say anything, he hooked my legs under his arms and lifted me up into the air. I wrapped my hands around his neck as he lowered me down onto his cock.

“Oh shit,” I gasped. He kissed me hard as he started to fuck me, pressing my back against the tree. The bark was rough against my shirt, but that only made me so much wetter. He held me there, supporting me with his strong arms as he fucked my pussy, dropping me down and lifting me up, his hips pressed up against me.

I moaned loudly, unable to stop myself as he fucked me deeply like that, kissing my mouth, grunting along with me. I took his thick cock in my tight little cunt, letting him slam deep between my legs.

I felt the orgasm building again, pulsing in my pussy. He growled as he fucked me deep and rough, slamming into my tight cunt, his big cock filling my every inch.

“Come for me, girl,” he grunted. “Come on this big dick.”

I couldn’t stop myself. I felt the orgasm break like a river over my whole body. I began to tense and shake as he fucked me relentlessly. The orgasm rolled through me, bowling me over and washing away my mind, filling me with blissful pleasure. I was amazed by how easily he filled me and fucked me and made me come, but I could barely think.

There was only his cock and my orgasm, rolling through my body.

“Fuck. That face you make as you come,” he said. “Tips me over the fucking edge.”

I felt him thrust harder, deeper inside me. He tensed as he came deep inside me, and I moaned, imagining his white-hot cum filling my little pussy.

Slowly his thrusts ended, and he put me back down onto the ground. I leaned against him as he leaned against the tree, panting, trying to steady myself.

“Holy shit,” I said.