Natalie Acres - Wanted by outlaws

Clay stopped stroking her. “Get me a cloth over there, sugar,” he said. “Come here and clean me up.”

She did as he requested and then let him pull her to him again. He caressed her back and then positioned her over him. He looked over her shoulder. “When I tell you to fuck, go deep, because otherwise, you may get left out.” He gave her a devilish grin and then smacked her pussy.

“Clay!”

“You love it.”

“I love you,” she said. “I always…”

He lapped at her lips and then pushed her away. “Fuck now, Marshall.” He slid right between her cheeks and Clay let him get his cock in place before he pushed all the way inside too. Almost immediately, they had a see-saw effect going.

“Good hell,” she said. “This is almost better than oral sex.” Clay waggled his tongue and she immediately changed her mind. “Well, almost.”

She held onto his shoulders and the Marshall kissed her back. He reared his arm back and slapped her hip and it drew a yelp and a buck. Her uncontrollable reflexes made her into a sexual creature she didn’t recognize.

“Easy now, baby. Let me fuck you nice and slow,” Clay said.

Emily stared into his royal blue eyes and wanted to stay there forever. It didn’t matter if they made a deal with the devil because right now, Satan was fucking her ass mighty fine. In fact, since he had a little cock, he belonged in a woman’s ass and if he behaved himself, she might let him join them from time to time.

The thought stilled her motions. She stopped moving and the men quit thrusting.

“Is something wrong, Emily?” Clay asked.

“I need to come, like this.” She called over her shoulder. “Don’t you dare get off until I do!”

Clay released a guttural growl, held her waist and fucked her hard. “Come on baby. Milk it for me. Milk it good, Emily. Oh yeah, it’s so good, isn’t it, darlin’?”

The dirty talk left her without her mind. Her body was in control now and the Marshall grabbed her hair at just the right time. He yanked it hard too and her nipples spiked in spite of it.

Clay stared down at their bodies with a dropped jaw. “Damn, you ought to see this, Emily. God, your pussy looks so beautiful taking my dick. Spread wider, baby. Spread it now.”

The Marshall hissed in her ear. “This won’t be the last time, will it, Emily?” He pumped his small dick inside of her hole and it did feel so good. She liked his cock for her ass. He touched the places he needed to touch but he was too small to rip into her like Clay.

“That’s right, little Emily. Feed me your pussy, baby. Ah sugar, I feel that cream flowing over my cock.”

Marshall Davis tugged at her locks again. He nipped at her ear, swatted her behind, and came at least two or three times. And she exploded all around them with an earth-shattering orgasm she was hell bent and sure everyone in Cripple Creek enjoyed too.

Luke stood in the doorway. “Well, ain’t this sweet?”

Three bodies were entwined on the bed, passed out from overexertion and far too much sex.

Emily rubbed her eyes and tried to focus on him. “Luke, is something wrong?”

“Oh no, just that the Marshall there made himself right at home with my woman and the dumb bastard did it in my bed for longer than I had planned.” He looked straight ahead. “Levi, get some water back on. I’m gonna bathe Emily and then we’re going to finish what we started before we were so rudely interrupted.”

Marshall Davis kept his arm over her waist and Clay finally had the good sense to knock his arm away. Luke and Levi weren’t present during their lovemaking and they couldn’t possibly know what went on or even understand how right this all felt.

“When you three are ready, come on out here.” Luke walked away from the door. Stomped better described it.

“Clay,” she said. “I want the Marshall to stay with us.”

With a grumble, he pulled her over him. “Fuck me again and I’ll think about it.” He dropped his head to her chest and sucked her nipples. She moved her hands across his skin, his taut muscles flexing against her touch.

“Clay, I’m serious,” she said.

“Baby, feel between my legs and tell me if I’m playing here or not.”

“Will you think about it?”

“I’ll do better than that. I’ll talk about it just as soon as you slide that hot little bread puddin’ over my dick again. How’s….oh God, baby, that’s perfect.” Mid-sentence she slid down on him and he grabbed her hips and hammered into her.

The next thing she knew, Clay was fucking her wild. He rolled forward with her body and locked her legs around his waist and screwed right into her wet channel. Marshall Davis tossed a pillow against the headboard and watched, holding himself as he tried to resist asking for permission to join them.

Clay stood with her and she begged for more. “Harder, Clay…take me harder. Over there,” she pointed, “against the wall.”

“Holy shit!” Levi said when he walked in and saw them.

Clay pushed her back to the wall and she used his thick thighs to brace her feet. She pressed against him, gripped his shoulders while he held her there and just fucked and fucked.

“Damn Clay, you’ll hurt her.”

“Hurt me, Clay. Rip me apart so I know you’ve been inside of me.” She gasped realizing why she asked. While she was fucking him hard and wild, men were on their horses riding just as fast as they could. They had guns in their hands, death on their mind, and blood…they tasted Justice blood.

Luke stormed in the room then. “Share much, cousin?” he said as he stripped. Levi didn’t need a cue either. By the time Clay finished, Levi and Luke were waiting and hardly in the position to wait long.

Clay kissed her. He didn’t linger there. He didn’t add tongue and teeth but he kissed her. He swallowed hard and then pressed his forehead to hers. “I’ll never leave your side. I promise and I mean it.”

She smiled and patted his face. “And Marshall Davis?”

“Call me Davis, it’s the first name,” he said from behind them. He looked at Luke and Levi, shot them a stupid grin. “And I’ll be happy to stay for as long as you want me.”

“Then you best be moving along,” Levi told him.

It took her longer than she’d hoped to talk Levi and Luke into accepting Davis. They all agreed in the end and it turned into one hell of a sex party in celebration. Davis agreed that with the mining town booming, Cripple Creek needed a few more men of the law and he didn’t see why Luke, Levi, and Clay couldn’t join him as acting lawmen.

Her outlaws were going to live honest lives as lawmen and for once in their years, they’d stand on the right side of the gun. Clay was the only one who didn’t seem to like the idea of being a good guy. He said he enjoyed the chase too much to give up stagecoach robberies altogether.

In the end, they promised to play games with stagecoaches and runaway damsels in distress. Not that they’d ever do it but Clay’s cock stood up and paid attention with the promise of sex games so he reluctantly agreed to give up the life of crime.

Now, they wanted to see how well she handled them in bed and she was ready for them. “I want Davis in my ass. He does well from behind.” She winked and then she pointed to Levi. “We’ll fuck first and then Luke, you can too,” she said before waving her finger toward Clay. “I want that dick in between my cheeks.”

“Not a problem, sugar.” Clay bit down on her fingers.

Positioning was the difficult task and since she’d decided she was going to become a pro at sex, and it was her body that the men were after, she decided she’d try to think of what worked best for her. They’d just have to work with her.