by Kurt Barker
A slit of orange light beneath Maisie's door was the only illumination in the dark hallway. Blackshot pushed on the door and found it unlocked as well. On the bed he saw Maisie; she wore the gold necklace around her throat, and nothing else. She was reclining on her elbows with her legs spread wide. In front of her knelt Poloma, also naked, with her face buried between the blonde's luscious thighs.
“I still don't know how she does it,” Maisie said, “but she got through that little window again!”
Chapter 49
Poloma looked up at Blackshot, licking her lips seductively. “I told you I could make her not so mad at me,” she purred.
“When you told Hans you had to go make some things right, I don't think this is what he would have imagined,” Blackshot said. “What happened to your big-happy-family plans?”
“Oh, don't get all serious on us,” Maisie chided. “She's still going to marry Hans, but first she wants to thank us for saving her life.”
“Right, I can't be coming here and fucking once I'm with Hans!” Poloma scoffed. “You don't think I'm the sort of girl that would cheat on her husband, do you?! Now come here, I want to thank you, too.”
Blackshot could see no point in disputing such a well-reasoned argument, so he didn't try. He tossed his hat beside the dresser and his shirt soon followed it. A mischievous smile crossed Maisie's lips as she watched him, rubbing her pussy languidly.
“Hurry up,” she said. “You wouldn't believe what this girl can do with her tongue.”
“Yes, he would,” Poloma smirked, grabbing the front of Blackshot's jeans and tugging them open.
Maisie slid off the bed and crawled on her knees to Poloma's side as Blackshot's jeans were stripped away, letting his immense girth surge free. “Ooh, so you've given him a taste already, have you?” she giggled. “And he laughed when I told him he'd be better off sharing us, silly boy!”
Poloma's fingers circled around Blackshot's cock and pumped its rigid length vigorously. “Some men won't listen if you tell 'em; you gotta show 'em instead!” she said.
She pressed her tongue to his shaft, guiding it slowly and expertly up and down his flesh. In a moment Maisie had joined her, licking his pulsing head then moving downward to give his balls her thorough attention. Blackshot groaned heavily as their tongues teased him like twin firebrands, stoking his desire with their sultry breath. Their lips met with his girth between them and enjoyed a kiss like no other he had experienced. The two pairs of juicy breasts, the dusky copper and the rosy cream, crushed together and swelled up against his hips as they embraced.
Maisie's hand ran through Poloma's hair and gathered a fistful at the back of her neck. Pulling her head back, she took Blackshot's thick cock in her other hand and guided it between the Comanche girl's strawberry lips.
She nuzzled her freckled nose against Poloma's cheek and whispered, “Come on, let's really show him!”
Poloma sucked hungrily on Blackshot's stiff length while Maisie's hand controlled her head, pushing forward and jerking back with gleeful gusto. If Poloma was caught off guard by the sudden plunge of Blackshot's girth into the wet warmth of her throat as Maisie thrust her head sharply forward, it didn't show, for her lips slurped all the more ravenously at his flesh as they reached the base of his shaft.
The girls' bodies were pressed tight together; Maisie's ample tits were crushed up against Poloma's back and her hips ground into her ass. The blonde's free hand twisted the other woman's nipple between her fingers as their bodies rocked in unison, then slid down the hollow of her stomach and into the tuft of black hair at the apex of her thighs.
Blackshot felt Poloma's body stiffen as Maisie's fingers entered her, and it only stoked the flames of passions inside him to further heights. He thrust his hips forward to meet her mouth, wishing it would never end while driving himself relentlessly on to an inevitable conclusion. Just as his control slipped away, Maisie drew his surging shaft from the torrid depths of Poloma's throat and they pressed their flushed cheeks together as streams of hot cum washed over their faces.
Blackshot grunted and slumped back against the door as Maisie craned her neck to catch his last drops on her tongue. Poloma let out a gasp and leaned against the other girl, her generous breasts heaving as they received the milky streams dripping from her chin. Maisie's fingers were still working in her pussy and her back arched as she reached out to take Blackshot's glistening cock in her hand once more.
“Get ready,” she panted, blinking his juices from her lashes as she looked up at him. “I wanna teach this bitch a lesson!”
“Don't worry about me,” he grinned. “If you'd stuck around when we first found you, you'd know that I'm always ready to teach Maisie a lesson!”
Maisie let out a shriek of laughter as Blackshot clamped his hands around her slender waist and heaved her up off the floor and onto the bed. As he pushed her onto her back and spread her legs, Poloma scrambled up onto the bed beside her and ran her fingers through her short blonde bush.
“I want her to beg for it first,” she hissed.
Hair long black locks spilled across Maisie's hips as she bent her head down and ran her tongue firmly across the pink flesh of her pussy. Maisie squirmed and moaned in delight as the lips of her entrance were parted by Poloma's persistent tongue.
“You want his cock inside you?” Poloma growled.
“Yes, give it to me!” Maisie whimpered.
“Not good enough! I want you to beg!” Poloma snarled and probed the blonde's pussy with unbridled ferocity.
Maisie's body writhed on the sheets and she let out a keening wail as the Comanche girl's tongue worked relentlessly. This may not have been good enough for Poloma, but it was sure good enough for Blackshot; the powerful urge coursing through his system would not be denied any longer. He gripped Maisie's broad hips and pulled her to him, feeding his turgid rod into her body. As he did so, Poloma slid her tongue from the blonde's loins to the flesh of his shaft, arousing his desire even further.
Blackshot's muscular arms strained as he drove Maisie's body against his thrusting hips, plunging his long manhood into her until his balls were grinding against her ass. She cried out plaintively, her voice raising an octave as he pounded into her again and again. Her breasts were jumping and wobbling in rhythm with each blow, and he took the swollen mounds in his hands, squeezing the burgeoning flesh with tensed fingers as his body slammed against hers.
As he toiled vigorously against Maisie's thighs, Blackshot was aware of Poloma's hands and lips moving in circuitous paths up his tightly-muscled abdomen and over his sinewy chest. Her svelte, supple body wound around his like a snake encircling its prey, caressing and teasing every inch of him. He wondered if Hans had any idea what long, wild nights he had ahead of him!
The flickering candle light gleamed on Maisie's sweat-drenched belly and thighs as they quivered with each hammering blow from Blackshot's cock. She let out a tortuous moan as her body convulsed around him with a wrenching orgasm.
The twisting of her hips in climax sent sparks racing through his system, but Blackshot was far from finished. With an animal grunt, he threw an arm around Poloma's waist and slung her down on top Maisie. Spreading her firm legs wide, he drew his shaft from Maisie's hot sheath and punched it deep into Poloma's body.
The girl squealed as he rammed into her pussy, and her heels dug into the back of his thighs. She would have cried out again as his girth drove into her repeatedly, but Maisie's tongue was already in her mouth, kissing her with an almost frantic intensity. Blackshot was in a feverish frenzy, drilling into Poloma's hot, wet core at an ever-increasing pace. Her succulent ass jiggled and bounced with each collision of their bodies, and streaks of sweat were running down the ridges of her ribs.
The room seemed to be shaking like a moving train to Blackshot, and when Poloma's orgasm shook her body around him, he knew that they had reached the end of the line. He pulled out of her torrid loins, and as she rolled onto her back beside Maisie, his release
rushed out across their glistening torsos in long white streaks.
Blackshot stumbled across to the head of the bed and dropped down heavily onto his back. No one spoke; only their panting breaths broke the silence. The girls lay still, their plump wet breasts rising and falling rapidly on their chests. Finally Maisie lifted herself up on one elbow and then rose gingerly to her feet. She staggered to the door and went out into the hall, returning after a few minutes with a bottle of whiskey and three tin cups.
“If this doesn't deserve a drink, I don't know what does,” she groaned.
She was met with no arguments, and soon Blackshot was reclining against the head of the bed with a drink in hand and a woman on either side, their heads resting on his shoulders.
As she sipped her whiskey, Poloma said, “I don't have to go back right away, you know. There's no harm in staying here for a while.”
“You should,” Maisie agreed. “I'm beginning to enjoy your company.”
Poloma ran her hand across Blackshot's broad chest. “What do you say we enjoy each others' company again in the morning?” she suggested playfully.
“You'll have to do it without me,” Blackshot said. “I'm leaving for Jessop first thing in the morning. I really can't put it off any longer than I have.”
“Not even for a little bit?”
“Sorry, I'd like to but I can't.”
“First thing in the morning?” Maisie asked. “It couldn't be the second thing?”
“First thing. I've made up my mind.”
Maisie and Poloma looked at each other, then set down their cups beside the bed.
“There's only one option, I guess,” Poloma sighed.
“No rest for the wicked,” Maisie agreed.
They both slid down to Blackshot's waist and began to lick his long cock. He watched the bobbing of their heads as their tongues worked diligently, and Jessop began to seem very far away again.
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Kurt