Free Bed of Roses by Harley McRide Page B

inner dark fantasies bubbled to the surface at once.
    “You’re so big…” Rose mumbled, lost in her own desire.
    “Mmm. I bet you want to taste it, don’t you? Suck me, Rose,” Tonto commanded, the firmness in his voice sending her straight to her knees willingly. Normally she was more of a take charge kind of gal in the bedroom, but there was just something about these two that had her wanting to submit everything to them. This was no strings attached sex. She knew that…and yet, as the assholes they were, she sensed something more underneath. Their words were tough, but their touch was tender. Caring. Loving almost. Tonto softly brushed her hair back and held it out of the way, giving her full access to his waiting dick. If her mouth felt half as good as he imagined, he was going to have to fight to hold back and not blow down her throat.
    Rose flicked her tongue along the bulb, attentively tracing the sensitive ring of nerves around it before swallowing him down her throat in one thrust. It surprised him, drawing a gasp from his chest that fueled her to work him good. “Fuck!” His head lulled back, enjoying every minute of it.
    “She’s sucking you good, bro. Hell, Red doesn’t swallow a cock that good,” Sandman said, giving his dick a few good pumps as he watched.
    She didn’t seem experienced, and yet her mouth licked and sucked in ways that most porn stars were incapable of. She held a natural talent—a quality that was rare. Slow and sensual, she bobbed up and down his length, taking more of him each time until he felt her tongue flatten and her throat stretch. Even though he felt her gag slightly she pressed on, speeding her movements. His dick dripped with saliva, running down his balls and he fought the urge to face fuck her and shoot his load down her throat. She pulled him out some to gain a tempo, using her hand to compensate for the lost warmth around the base of his dick. With her other hand, she rolled his balls around, reaching under to press along the thin strip that led to his ass, giving pressure on the tiny gland, closest equivalent to a woman clit that guys have. Tonto's balls loaded up and knew he needed to make her stop before he blew but he couldn’t. It felt too damn good. Sandman must have sensed his control slipping, because he moved up to her and poked her cheek with the head of his dick. “Give me some of that, baby,” he coaxed. Tonto pulled her off him by her hair, giving just enough sting her cunt dripped with excitement. She turned and gave Sandman the same treatment, keeping one hand pumping up and down Tonto’s shaft.
    “Son of a bitch that’s good,” Sandman gasped.
    “Fuck yeah. Suck that cock good. Juice it up nice and wet,” Tonto encouraged, finding just as much pleasure in watching as he did receiving. Every so often she would pull back and switch, bouncing back and forth between the two. At one point they scooted side by side, allowing her to lick them both at the same time and force the tips of both cocks in her mouth.
    “Enough.” Sandman pulled back, making his dick ‘pop’ out of her mouth. He couldn’t help but smile. “You look fucking hot like this, Rose. Your lips swollen, your eyes heavy. I bet that little pussy is good and ready, isn’t it?” She stood, so lost in the moment she ignored the sharp tingles in her legs as the blood raced back in them.
    “Why don’t you check for yourself?” she taunted, tugging her shirt up over her head. The thin lace of her bra did little to conceal her hard buds that played peek-a-boo. This time, she gave them a show. Little by little she disrobed, keeping her movements slow. When she unhooked her bra, both of her hands came up to cup her tits, rubbing over her tingling sensitized nipples. Tonto bent down and sucked one in his mouth, rolling it between his teeth. She groaned.
    “If she likes that, I bet she’ll like this even more.” Sandman did the same to the other side, nipping just a tad harder