OUTLAW KING(38)

It wasn’t the most romantic place in the world - standing in a cemetery - but it was all I had with Linds.

She was there for me when I needed her the most.

Now I just needed to return the favor for the rest of my life.





28


(King)

*NOW*

I MOVED off the bed and was on my knees before my sweet Linds. My hands gently parted her legs. I watched her labia unfold like a flower in bloom. Nectar glistened against her body as she gripped the sheets tight, knowing that my rampant tongue could not be controlled. My tongue lapped up the wetness, knowing there would be plenty more to come. I slipped my hands up her body, demanding to touch her tits. I cupped her tits and ran my thumbs over her nipples, again and again, bringing them to a fully erect state. Then I eased my rough palms over them and held tight.

Linds bucked her hips at me as I introduced my tongue to her clit. I flicked up and down, again and again, bringing her body into full rhythm, matching my tongue. I gently turned my head a little, cutting my tongue left to right which was now up and down against her *. Bottom to top, I collected all her nectar, my mouth unable to get enough.

I brought my hands back down her body. My fingertips felt and re-memorized every inch of her body. Time had changed Linds, but trust me, it was all for the better. All those final pieces of the puzzle were put together making her all woman. My left hand moved around to her firm ass. My right hand touched her soft and smooth mound. Using my thumb, I pulled at the hood of her slit, peeling her back, exposing her clit and pink flesh even more. I took a break for a few seconds just to admire the sight before my eyes. I couldn’t lie - there were too many times in prison when I would think about Linds and her sweet * and I’d feel like I was losing my mind.

My thumb touched the pearl of her clit. I massaged in all directions, watching the way her body reacted.

“King,” she groaned. “Yes, King…”

“That’s right,” I growled. “I’m your f*cking King. Forever.”

Linds looked at me. “Forever. My King.”

I quickly put my mouth back to her *. I was hungry this time. But now I was her orgasm. I wanted her cum. Right. Fucking. Now.

My tongue went back to work on her clit, knowing just how she liked it. I could make Linds come in a minute, which was exactly what I did.

Sucking against her soft, sopping folds brought her ass of the bed. She rocked her hips against my mouth right up until she started to reach her climax. That’s when she froze in place. Her grip fierce on the sheets, pulling at them. Her head fell back as she let out a groan. I swore that her * started to quiver against my touch a moment before she came. The tip of my tongue raced top to bottom, bottom to top, curling around her clit.

“King!” she cried out as her hips bucked forward one more time.

I put both my hands to her ass then and held her, devouring her as she came. I lifted and lowered her * against my tongue, making sure that every last little drop of her sweet cum did not go to waste.

When she was finished, I kissed up to her belly button. My tongue swirled around once and then I pulled away. I then gently kissed up her body, pausing at her left breast. I lovingly tugged at her nipple and then stood up.

“We’re not done yet, sweetie,” I whispered.

I reached for her hands and pulled her off the bed. She started to stand but that’s not what I f*cking wanted. I quickly put my hands to her shoulders, putting her on her knees. My cock was raging hard, I was already halfway to losing my load.

“It’s your turn, sweetie,” I said and ran a hand through her hair. “I want you to taste my cum.”

Linds looked up at me. With her right hand, she grabbed the bottom of my shaft. Then she said, “Anything for my King.”



I NEVER SAW anything so good before in my life. The look of her lips easing over the thick head of my cock. The way she cradled my shaft, the way her fingers weren’t able to fully grip me because of my girth. She propped herself up higher on her knees, all prim and proper with her mouth full of my dick.

Linds guided herself halfway down my shaft and then let out a groan and started to pull back.

I dug my hand into the back of her soft hair. My other hand reached down and touched her breasts one at a time.

“Fuck, sweetie, that’s so good,” I said.

Linds came off my dick. Her tongue then swirled around the head of my cock. I glistened with her spit. Her tongue flicked up and down against me, trying to tease me, but she was the one getting teased.

“Don’t stop until your mouth is full of my cum,” I said. “Got that?”

“Yes, King,” she purred at me.

Her mouth went right back to work. This time she meant business. Sucking me up and down my shaft, her lips scaling back and forth, looking just as sexy as when her other lips clung to my shaft.

Her right hand descended down the bottom of my shaft and touched my balls. Her small little hand trying to hold my firm and full sack. Her other hand then grabbed at the root of my cock and started to pump me. Now she had everything going in full f*cking motion and it felt f*cking beautiful.

I let out a deep growl and bent my knees a little, settling right in.

I started to thrust at Linds’s perfect mouth. I wanted to test her depths, see how much she really did trust me. I spread my fingers wide at the back of her head. I pulled my cock back, almost all the way out of her mouth.