Natalie Acres - Wanted by outlaws

Davis was a fairly big man. He had broad shoulders, a little table gut, something she’d have to work off of him and a willingness to please her, she quickly found out. Too bad he had the itsy bitsy cock because it didn’t match his other body parts.

“Davis, lay down on the bed.”

“Glad to do it,” he said taking his cock in hand. She let out a big sigh. “Do you have to come already?” she asked.

He winked but didn’t reply. The bad thing about Davis was that he came the second he stared at her tits but the good thing about him was his ability to get hard all over again. She could live with that.

After he was on his back, she stretched out across him and braced her palm flat against the bed. Davis nibbled at her ear. “I could come now.”

She didn’t doubt it for a second once he started humping against her hip.

“Dear God, wait a second,” she said. “Come here, Davis.”

She felt the amusement in the room but she didn’t bother to turn around and look at the others. Instead, she tickled his balls, dropped her head and sucked in his come right in the nick of time.

“Damn girl, I stay horny around you,” he said appreciatively as he pressed her head closer and closer to his groin.

“I’m sure you do,” she said with a smile after she released him. She wiped her chin and moved over him again. He was soft when she first stretched out and Levi was as hard as steel.

“You two scoot down here so I don’t have my face in Clay’s ass.”

“He has a pretty ass,” she said reaching over and giving it a love pat.

“Watch it, Emily. I may spank yours before I let them fuck you.” Clay winked and Luke stood sulking still because he had to wait in the shadows until Levi finished. By the looks of the drizzle coming from Levi’s cock, he wouldn’t wait long.

With Davis’s back against the bed and his knees draped over the mattress, Emily did the same. With her bottom against Davis, she allowed her knees to bend and Levi stood ready to fuck her.

Clay grinned. “Giddy up, cowboy.” He swung his leg over her middle and put his cock straight between her lips. Levi entered her without any intentions of slowing the fuck down.

Clay squeezed the side of her breasts with his knees and Davis penetrated her small ring with his dick. She swallowed Clay’s cock as much as he gave her and he withdrew again. Once he bent down to kiss her. Davis and Levi both complained because the move caused everyone to lose their rhythm and he did it right as they found it, which only stiffened the blow.

“I love…”

Her eyes were wide when he said the right word but he only winked, twisted her nipple with a saucy pinch and then fucked her mouth harder, with more precision. His balls slapped against her chin. God, she loved the way the man moved into her mouth when she sucked his cock.

“Good baby. You like it. I see it in your eyes,” he said biting on his lower lip. Levi grunted and slid up and down stroking her pussy and hitting that right spot. The spot a man often works to find but seldom manipulates at the right time unless he’s a skilled lover.

Levi must’ve been more skilled than she thought. With a gag reflex, she spit out the cock-in-mouth and begged. “Levi, that’s it! Don’t stop fucking me right there! Ah…oh….sh…it…Levi!”

“Here.” Clay looked desperate now and he fed her his cock. He drove into her mouth hammering against her throat as Davis cried out, grabbed her hips and fucked like hell.

Clay and Davis were still moving when Levi moved out of the way and let Luke take his place. Emily felt like she was flying, soaring, reaching and then Clay shot his cum at the back of her throat and brought with it a tasteful change.

The salty substance from Clay’s cock and the smell of sex filled the air. Davis grunted and moaned. “Coming…coming…I’m coming!”

Again , she thought. It was okay though. She sure liked the way he worked her ass.

Clay slid to the side leaving Davis and Luke to finish her. But Luke was greedy and he needed her right then. He grabbed her from the bed, cupped her bottom and carried her into the living room. In front of the hearth, he laid her down and hammered hard and furious into her pussy leaving her screaming, reaching, begging…for still more.

Luke screwed her so hard that it didn’t dawn on him to what extent he’d fucked her until he saw the sun rising and heard the pounding of a different sort.

“Luke?” she questioned him and he shook his head, the beads of sweat spraying across the air.

“Shit! Riders!” he screamed for the others realizing when they didn’t join them earlier that the reason was because they had fallen asleep.

With scattered clothes everywhere, he picked up his breeches, and hurried into the bedroom. He tossed the covers back and stared at the bodies laying there in all different directions. He stuffed his cock in his breeches and paraded around the room.

“Damn it. Get up! Riders are coming!”

The men looked at each other and then all three made a leap for their clothes all at one time.

“All right, pay attention, Davis. This has to go the way we’ve planned or else it will backfire. I’ll promise you Emily won’t have nothing to do with you if this goes the wrong way.”

“I’m sure of it too,” Davis said shooting Emily a sideways glance.

Clay and the rest of them dressed fast. “We can’t do much to help you from down here but go see Percy first, send him to the livery stable. Tell him to convince Martin up there that you bought the horses and sold us some of yours. Then, you go to the jail and wait. They’ll search the town. Percy needs to make Marshall Coe believe this here house is yours. They won’t search the Marshall’s place but they’ll check everywhere else.”

The pounding came closer. Levi listened. “Twelve riders,” he said. “Maybe thirteen.”

“Fine, we can take that many,” Clay said. “So don’t fuck up, Davis or you’ll clean up a blood bath here today and then send dead men back to their widows.”

Marshall Davis stepped out on his porch and stretched far and wide, making a show out of the whole charade. With one-eye open, he squinted against the morning sun and counted as the angry posse flew by the house Percy once owned. Slow and sure, without the cause or the reason to hurry now since they’d all looked his way in passing, he started up the hillside.

Percy was on the front porch of the old rooming house. Davis passed off Clay’s words of wisdom or trickery, he wasn’t sure which and made his way across the dusty street.

“Marshall Coe?” he said.

Coe turned around in his saddle. “That’s me.”

Marshall Davis nodded once or twice. “Well, I reckon so. I see the badge now.”

“I saw you down there on your porch too. Marshalls around here live better than they do in our parts,” he said.

Marshall Davis nodded. “I reckon these mining people wanna keep their lawmen happy around here. Best I can figure.”

“Is that right?” Coe asked glancing around nervously. “Nice town you got here,” he said.

“We make it all right for now. As long as gold is pulled out of these mines, I guess we’ll continue to do for a piece.”

“Where’s our men?” one of the posse members asked.

“I reckon if you ride now, you’re about a day behind them,” he said cautiously.

“What do you mean we’re a day behind them?” Marshall Coe asked angrily. “You damn well knew we were riding in here to take them back with us. Where the hell did they go?”

“Couldn’t lock ‘em up here,” he said.

“Why the hell not?” Coe grunted out his inquiry. “That there’s a jail and you’re the Marshall, ain’t ‘cha?”