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EST: The Outlaw Chapter: 6 Drinking Part 4/11 (MF FF Violence)

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“Yep, I have smelled worse.” Tipping the bottle back for a taste. Holding the bottle up against our low burning camp fire. “And I have tasted..”

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“..worse” pulling my sleeve back across my mouth to get rid of the imaginary feel of liquid on my lips. “You don’t think they will miss anything do you” a question that I have already worked on covering her tracks out of this homestead of Stratford. A definite odd name butt looking at who we were borrowing from, the trespassers from the east I reckoned that this is not the first time someone has borrowed things from them.
Handing the bottle off to Marie. The hesitant look on her face. The way she sniffed at the bottle without ever bending her arm. Hell, I could even see the shiver run down her body despite how she played it off.
“Go on then, tip it back” I grinned at her. “You have tasted worse than that paint thinner that you are holding.” Watching Eva snuggle in next to her. Snatching the bottle from Marie’s hand and tipping it back as Eva pulled a long gulp from the bottle. Read more »

EST: The Outlaw Chapter: 6 Drinking Part 3/11 (MF FF Violence)

Unclenching my legs from around Jack’s waist. Feeling him slip from my grasp, leaving my lips without me giving him a good bye kiss. My smirk, and from the looks of it Jack’s cock looks like it is getting hard again too.
My spin on Walter, the way he retreated back to his chair. Back to where he had nowhere to go besides down. Dashing his bum hard in the chair that he rose from. I was there, still with that hungry look in my eyes. My hands pulling on his nipple hairs, combing through his chest hair while getting ready for his hard cock to penetrate my vulva again. “Mmm, I want to feel your cock in my little coño (cunt). I want you to suck my tetas (tits). I want you tOoo…” Read more »

EST: The Outlaw Chapter 4 Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Violence Rape)

Pop…

I, we stared into each other’s eyes. I could feel the tension even before my cunt slapped his dick. Seizing my hips, holding me still while my pussy bucked forward for his cock!

Knowing that if Hernando caught me he could have my life ended like that. Especially cause this is his chica. His claim, his treasure, his… Fuck it and fuck him! Since chica had mounted me then he must not be able to satisfy her carnal lust. “You want to ride the Bull chica?” I questioned her intentions. “The Boss is not cuming after you is he?” My own sense of chivalry is shrinking by the moment. Lifting her up, till I could feel the air brush against my cock. Holding her up there as I stared at those big tits. Dropping her right on my cock which stood at an impressive twelve inches.

To feel what he, the Bull did was so wrong. To lift me up just by my waist and drop me on his cock while staring at my chest! Normally I would have slapped him! Butt the feel of his cock. The further I feel, the deeper his cock got! I could feel it pressing against my cervix. The pain and yet I wanted more! Read more »

EST: The Outlaw Chapter 4 Part 1 of 2 (MF FF Violence Rape)

“Hueles a puta fresca (You smell like a fresh whore)” my lick of her ear as I buried my nose in her hair. Dragging this puta (whore) back. My cock was already throbbing to unload in her tight… As I looked down, the simple ripped dress. The way her culo (ass) begged to hug my cock!
Dragging her back, back to the stockade. “You have the choice” I whispered into her caramel ear, “you either surrender or I shoot you senorita (Miss).” Opening the block so she could place her hands. Rubbing my cock against her ass, feeling the way her butt cheeks held my cock.

He had me at my horniest. I was so close to licking my cunt juices from Marie’s face. Invading her little talking cunt with my tongue. Only to have this pendejo (asshole) rip me back! Grudgingly I complied with what was laid out in front of me. Staring Marie in the eyes, pleading with her for her forgiveness. My eyes took on the saucer like appearance when I felt his cock stabbing forward!
Now I am one for anal sure. Butt trying to penetrate a tight little ass like mine without any lube or spit? “No!” I tried to bolt butt the stockade had me! “No, no! Please, spit on my asshole!” Tears were running down my face butt his maldito (fucking) dick rammed in anyways. Read more »

EST: The Outlaw, Chapter: 3 Eating Under the Golden Arches Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Violence)

I stared at Maria. “What do I think about it” tumbled over my lips. “I, I.. dun know, Umm” how much of this expedition does she know about me. Does she, could she know about my dreams, my hallucinations? “I think” wanting to exit this car even though doing seventy three would be suicide. Would it actually be worth it if I confessed? “I think it is possible under the right situation” perfect found the bullshit answer I was looking for. “Why?”

When the professor answered with a question, somehow I knew that what she was saying hide some kernel of truth. “What if I was to say that I, totally hypothetical, was having these visions or even hallucinations. Now this is all hypothetical because yes, I am horny pretty much every second of everyday butt I would never” feeling the sweat building the more I talked. Wishing I had never broached the subject.
Finally seeing my one chance to escape. My one chance to remove myself from this awkward situation butt doing it with grace. “Guymon is cuming up and this beast needs food” yes I was talking about the CJ7 and myself as well. Touching my stomach which growled in response. Then realizing how close my hand was to my pussy. Just inches away from my clit if I could just, the dash lit up telling me that my masturbation will have to wait for another time.
Why did we just cross Oklahoma again? Why did we cum to the one place that we were called away from the last time? When with today’s interstate system we could have probably already been at the museum. Something was calling me, us back to this location. Something that happened back in forty sex.. forty six around this very town. Call me crazy butt even Mai accepted this destination. Read more »

EST: The Outlaw, Chapter: 3 Eating Under the Golden Arches Part 1 of 2 (MF FF Violence)

“Any one?” Looking out over the class. “Who should I pick” I mumbled to myself. My eyes dancing over the faces of all the college students that have attended my class. Finally, spotting the most silent amongst them.
“Cindy. What was happening in the United States in 1846?” Asking this shy little princess would be like finding a mammoth sitting in my class. I could also see Maria practically jumping out of her seat with both hands raised. Starting the jeopardy theme music, soft at first butt generally growing stronger.
“Bradley, can you help her? I will give you a hint. Your answer will save Cindy’s grade from a pass to a fail if you have anything to say?” Watching him try to slip lower in the amphitheater seating.
“Saved by the bell. Read your text books people. And to be more specific read up on the Kansas Territory. Cindy can I see you after class. The rest of you, have a productive week.” This was the time, surrounded by 74 students that I shine. Granted teaching was not my initial calling. Butt in this age, with the price of everything going up this post helps me focus on what I would consider my career.
“Cindy, I am employing you to transfer out of my class. Your last test” laying the F down on my desk. “I know what this class means and I also know of the staggering amount of events that happened in that seventy five year period.” Brushing my dirty blonde lock back over my left ear. “If you want to thrive in this class then you will have to get curious about the land that you walk on. If not then I would strongly suggest a transfer to another class. Book learning will lead the way to field work, you must know what you are looking at before any worthwhile archeologist would grant you the right to dig beside her.” Guess you could call this a blushable moment for I have stepped out of the male patriarchal society. Trust me when I say that the whole archaeological society took a much needed breath when I laid down my leather hat and picked up a book. Lol, talk about putting a stain on the US and Mexican relationship with all my requests for the Baja of California requests to dig. I even heard the presidents, that’s right two, United States and Mexico were discussing my annoying buzz that I had in President Enrique Peña Nieto ear the whole time.
Butt during that time I had discovered a long lost tribe of… right back to the matter at hand. “Cindy, can I get an answer from you? Or are you just going to stand there. Okay, you can go now. Bye-bye” giving my blonde little praise. Read more »

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Final Chapter The Secret of Moana Lisa (MF FF Anal Rough/Forceful)

To hear the hum on a laptop as the heat sink turns on, the constant buzz that even the newest Vibralink has. “One more topic” I wondered out loud. Totally lost in my thoughts and writings. And just like what my little kitten liked I ran my hand over my cleavage. Touching both of my triple S breasts while trying to ponder… Ponder, “Something”, I swallowed hard. “Some..thing feels different” drifted from my mouth. Barely able to be heard by my own ears much less by someone else’s.
Thinking about Moana Lisa, the story that I have spent every waking moment on. My fingers flying over the keys so that everything is just perfect. Taking a shaky breath. One that I have missed ever since that faithful day.
My finger, now barely able to keep still. Now that my kitten is turning me into her little sex toy. Licking my holes, both of them! From my clit to my butthole with such elegance that my eyes are starting to cross.
Trying to take a breath. Trying my damnedest to inhale what little I could take in. Feeling my diaphragm convulse in a desperate orgasm! Pressing not one butt both of my nipples in. My thoughts paralyzed on any further subjects besides that of my kitten, my A’drea…
Wanting to complement on her timing, her exact moment of penetration. Wanting to say something, anything about the way she makes me feel. My hands have now taken my triple S’s, groping each side of my biggest turn on ever since college. Ever since I had stumbled with my words over this bar tender who happens to be one of the fastest people alive!
“Oh A’drea” that name drifting over my lips the same as her tight body drifts over my tongue! “Ooh Ooooh!” This sudden rush of endorphins, dopamine rushing to my brain as my orgasm starts to dance with my pussy. Not wanting to give in this early by some surprise pussy jumping. Not wanting to show my kitten the way only she knows how to distract me fully. Thankfully, even as my legs spread, my eyes had crossed. My vision is slowly returning back to me. Blinking, blinking a few more times as my lips were quivering. My mouth matching my cunt by the pure way that A’drea could get inside my head and drive me straight to complicity! Listening to the way I wanted to say, “Yes”. Listening to the way I wanted to ask her about how Moana Lisa made her feel? Wanting to ask everything all at once butt what I said was truly on topic. It was “OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm!”
From the pull of her tongue, to the rimming of the back of my pussy. The way she drove her tongue straight into my wet fuck hole! The way she forced her way up. Up into my asshole stretch my drenched fuck hole up until her strong tongue not only rimmed my asshole butt it dove in! Dove in so far as to complicate things with one of those O’s. An orgasm that caused me to clamp my butt cheeks together pushing her out. Read more »

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter 14 Interpol Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Anal Rough/Forceful)

“Are you sure this is The Orgasm” cocking my head while I asked. “Because The Orgasm is on boobtube right now and it looks very real” staring at the carrot top with a definite unruly look about my face. “How can I be sure that this is the authentic Orgasm and not a fake? How can I put my life on the line for some schmuck like you when I am looking at the Orgasm on the boobtube? Uh, Uhh!” Taking a second to recompose myself and bat away all of my little bunnies that sit at my feet.
“I want to know how you, the world’s greatest art thief can cum in here and brag that you have the Orgasm when me and the rest of the world are looking at it right here on the boobtube. Brian, yeah, Brian. Cum over here and take a look at this fraudulent piece of art” smacking Moana Lisa’s face while I relive her of this sacred load that she is carrying. “So what I am getting is that this is the original and that which I see on the boobtube is a forgery. The same one that is posted in the Climax City Museum of Cultural Art. Mmm, the same one that my spy has authenticated the artist signature! And now you want me to believe that this, what What Brian. That this is the real deal!” Read more »