Page 11 of Double XL Mountain Men (Cold Mountain Nights #11)
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S hit, she’s gorgeous. When I got out the plastic chain-link collar, Cindy gasped and her eyes grew round, but she didn’t protest.
“Yes, put it on me,” she murmured. “I’m okay with it.”
I nodded with approval.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” I rasped. “But take everything off first. We like our women nude and flushed, and this collar is going to look better if we can see your juicy tits and ripe pussy at the same time.”
In a flash, Cindy shed her ridiculous red and white apron, and now she stands before us obediently, clad only in red high heels, as Brent fastens the collar around her neck.
“You look gorgeous,” he murmurs throatily, taking in her large breasts and slick cunt. “Holy fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Not so fast,” Cindy says with a flirtatious smile. “I want to know more about these livestock games.”
I grin, loving the fact that our sassy girl is adventurous and likes to explore.
After all, sex can get boring if it’s the same all the time.
I’m not dissing vanilla, but we like a curvy girl who’s down to fuck, and Cindy is definitely of that ilk.
As a result, I smile while attaching a leash to her collar.
“This is a break-free collar,” I say in a low tone while harnessing her to the bedpost.
“Break free?” she asks quizzically before climbing onto the bed. “What does that mean?”
“Exactly what it sounds like,” my brother hums while stripping off his clothes to reveal his thick, muscular chest and throbbing cock.
Brent’s dripping already, and I don’t blame him.
Our sweet girl looks absolutely ripe and fuckable as she kneels on the massive king-size mattress, tethered to the wooden bed post by her leash.
“Livestock sometimes need to break free from their collars,” I hum while stripping off my own clothes and revealing my hungry fuckstick.
“For example, if a goat gets entangled in a fence or a tree branch, it can quickly get away without sustaining serious injuries. This is because a break free collar is designed to release the goat in such situations, unlike other types of collars that may cause harm or even strangle the goat. By using break-free collars, you can help ensure that your livestock stay safe and healthy, even in potentially hazardous environments.”
“Hmm, but I’m not in danger,” Cindy says with a flirtatious smile while twirling the plastic chain links with one finger. “Or am I?”
Brent and I climb onto the bed with her, our massive shafts pointing straight at the curvy girl’s sweet holes.
“You’re definitely in danger,” my twin rasps, blue eyes gleaming. “Don’t you know, sweetheart? You’re taking twenty inches tonight.”
“Yes, but I always take twenty inches,” Cindy says, kneeling before us with her knees parted so that her slick pussy almost touches the bedspread.
Those huge tits bounce as she continues to twine the leash around her fingers.
“In fact, I’d say I’m good at taking twenty inches these days . .. in any hole you like.”
I growl, my eyes flashing at her sensual, teasing tone.
“Yes, baby, but tonight, you’re getting it rough so we want the collar to break in case it gets ah .
.. a little too rough,” I finish in a throaty tone.
“We want you to be safe, honey, because there’s going to be a lot of fucking tonight, and although you look sexy in the leash and collar, you should be able to shake them off should you feel it necessary.
But first,” I say, reaching to a nearby desk for a magic marker.
“Let me mark you, the way sheep are marked.”
Cindy knows what I’m talking about immediately, and spins about so that she’s on her hands and knees, that heart-shaped rear end facing us.
“Yes, mark me,” she hums throatily, winking at us from over one shoulder. “Make me yours.”
Possession flows like lava through my veins because I can’t wait to mark her, brand her, and fill her with our come. I can’t wait for her to grow pregnant with our baby, and then another baby, and another, with her tummy almost permanently swollen from our children.
That visual makes me stop suddenly because what the fuck am I thinking? We’re college students, for fuck’s sake, so it’s far too early for that. Yet the thought of breeding this beautiful girl turns my cock into iron, and suddenly, the ability to mark her is paramount.
Cindy reads my mind and waggles her big bottom at me while smiling over one shoulder.
“What are you waiting for, Daddy? Mark me. Breed me. Make me yours.”
With that, I do the honors. I whip off the cap of the magic marker as my brother holds the curvy girl still.
Then, I gently trace a capital “B” on Cindy’s left ass cheek, and a capital “C” on her right.
Looking back to inspect my work, my cock jerks because this is so fucking wrong.
I’ve just marked the curvy girl’s round rear end with our initials, and already, I can tell the permanent ink’s going to be there for a long time.
“Fuck,” I say throatily, my voice trembling with need. “You look so fucking sexy with our initials on your ass.”
Cindy cranes her neck to get a look and then giggles.
“I do, don’t I?” she moans throatily. “I like it too. I love feeling like I belong to the two of you, and that I’m your property.”
“It’s because you are our property,” my brother rasps, lying on the bed so that his fuckstick stands straight up, pointing at the ceiling. He’s so aroused that his shaft is slick already, dribbling with pre-come. But Cindy’s not afraid.
“Did you want me to sit on that, Daddy?” she coos, flirting with Brent. My twin’s blue eyes flare.
“Yes, baby. But sit on it with your ass, honey. I want to watch you work it in before I fuck that big butt.”
Any other woman would be horrified and offended by my brother’s request, but Cindy merely smiles slyly before licking the palm of her hand and reaching around herself to moisten her asshole with the warm saliva.
“Of course, big boy,” she says throatily. “I’m happy to obey.”
Then, she levers one leg over Brent so that she’s in reverse cowgirl position, still tethered by the neck to the bedpost. Slowly, her hips raise as she notches that huge glans at her asshole, and then a low wail escapes her lips as she begins to lower herself onto his throbbing meat.
“Oooooh!” she pants, eyes fluttering shut with the tight squeeze. “Oh my god!”
I use the opportunity to play with her clit a bit.
“You look gorgeous like this,” I say. “I love watching you work a massive cock into your ass. Do you feel the stretch?”
But of course, our sassy girl can’t reply. She’s too busy getting fucked in the ass and another low wail whistles through her lips as she sinks lower and lower onto Brent’s shaft.
“Mmmm!” she moans. “Oh oh oh!”
“Fuck,” my brother grunts beneath her, his big hands grasping her slender waist for added stability. “Your asshole feels so good, baby. Jerk me off with it because I know your anus is hungry for dick.”
With that, Cindy begins to bounce up and down on Brent’s shaft, her slick pussy and violated bottom on display as she moves on his thick cock.
A slick of white smears on my brother’s dick as she bounces, and it’s obviously his pre-come.
My twin is already beginning to lose it early in the sex session because our girl is too sexy and irresistible.
Shit, Cindy’s going to push him over the edge within minutes at this rate.
As a result, I stand on the mattress before tapping Cindy’s cheek with my iron rod, determined to get my fill.
“Open,” I command in a dark voice. “I want to see you suck.”
Of course, our beautiful girl immediately obeys. Her plush lips part and within seconds, my massive man meat is all the way down her throat so that her nose is pushed against my groin.
“Mmmm!” Cindy wails, her cheeks bulging as saliva drips from her chin. “Mmmph!”
“I love how you stifle your gag reflex,” I moan while trailing big hands through her blonde tresses. “We’ve taught you well.”
Of course, Cindy can’t reply but I feel the suction on my cock increase and let out another moan because her mouth is pure sex.
That’s the only way to put it. The suction is powerful, and as I begin face-fucking her, she doesn’t resist. My hands are on the back of her skull to pull her even closer so that she chokes a bit, letting out a gurgle, but the pretty blonde doesn’t balk.
If anything, her throat opens even more as viscous streams of saliva drip off her chin.
“ You. Are. So. Fucking. Sexy ,” I pant while face-fucking the gorgeous girl. Meanwhile, she’s being held in place by Brent’s hands on her narrow waist as his hips thrust upwards in a forceful, piston-like motion.
“Your ass is so tight,” he moans. “It’s milking my shaft. Oh shit shit shit. FUCK!”
His cock throbs and ejaculates, filling our girl’s asshole full of cream as I, too, let go.
My abs tighten as my come shoot pulses, and then Cindy’s getting a mouthful of hot jism as she chokes and sputters a bit, her body absorbing sperm from two different sources simultaneously.
Our howls and shrieks pierce the air, but suddenly, I’m aware of a ray of light on our bodies and to my fury, I realize that there are two figures standing in the doorway watching us.
“ What the fuck ?” I roar, still pulsing down Cindy’s throat as she struggles to swallow my semen.
The cream overflows from the corner of her mouth, a white trail leaking down her chin as I push her face forwards on my shaft.
Meanwhile, my brother continues to shout and ejaculate into her asshole, our girl’s big breasts bouncing as he finds his climax in the sordidness of filthy anal sex.
“Fuck!” Brent roars. “Oh shit!”
But the two people in the doorway are now screaming as well.
“Do you have that girl chained up?” a stout woman shrieks. “Oh my god, is she getting enough air?”
“Holy shit,” Coach Mason rasps, his eyes practically popping from his sockets. “I knew football players were fucked up, but I had no idea things could get this fucked up.”
It’s then that I know we’re in trouble because the scene is rancid to the max.
A girl wearing a leash and collar is chained to our bed, marked with our initials on her butt cheeks.
Not only that, but she’s simultaneously being fucked in the ass and face by two huge, dominant alpha males.
I think the only question is ... are we going to be expelled, or is something even worse coming down the pike?