Page 40 of Dirty Cowboys

“I need to come,” I moan as Duke thrusts in and out of me slowly, while both Nash and Walker watch his cock spear Nash’s cum into my pussy.

“What do you want to do, Nash?” Duke asks him.

It must confuse him a little because Nash’s eyes move to Duke’s, and he hesitates just a second before looking back at my pussy.

“I want to eat her cunt while you fuck her, and Walker needs to regain his pride by fucking me.”

Duke wraps his arm around my middle and pulls my body back to his. “Is that what you want, Little Miss Authenticity?”

I smirk. “Yes.”

Nash moves closer, then he wastes no time sucking my clit into his mouth. His tongue drags through the mess between my thighs, licking me like he’s a starved man. But when he leans in lower, and his tongue swipes over Duke’s cock as it thrusts in and out of me,Duke groans and his hips jerk. “Fuck,” he growls. “Keep doing that. Just like that.”

Nash chuckles but doesn’t stop.

Walker moves in behind him and slaps his ass, then rubs his cock along Nash’s crack, his eyes not once leaving mine as he does it. He watches me, watching him. “I can’t fuckin’ wait to brand you like I have them. Everyone is going to know who the fuck you belong to.”

I whimper, my orgasm so close, yet held at bay as Duke teases me. He’s getting me right where I need to be, then he stops, and every time he does, Nash flicks his tongue along Duke’s cock.

Walker slams inside Nash, and he grunts, pulling back from me and looking over his shoulder. “Is that the best you’ve got?”

Walker pushes Nash’s head into my pussy, then he nods in silent conversation to Duke. Walker fucks Nash hard and fast, and the pressure of Nash’s face in my pussy alongside Duke’s now nonstop thrusts all comes together. Within moments I’m screaming as my soul leaves my body and my orgasm explodes. Nash makes a sound, and Duke comes, growling my name into my ear.

“Fuck!” Nash says as Walker tugs on his hair, lifting Nash’s head from between my legs.

“Pull your cock and come,” Duke snaps.

Nash fists his cock and strokes it with the same speed Walker is fucking him until Walker grunts something unintelligible and Nash flops forward onto the bed. “Holy fuck,” he says with a laugh.

I grab his wrist and pull it out from beneath him, bringing his fingers to my mouth and sucking on them.

“Our dirty little cum slut doesn’t want to waste a drop.”

I shudder at his words, but he is right.

Duke eventually slides out of me and pulls me tight into his arms, and Nash and Walker climb onto the bed and flop down on my other side. I never imagined this would feel right, but it does, and there is nowhere else I’d rather be.

Small-Town Confessions - Final Entry

Posted by Indie’s Inner Thoughts

Hey,

I’m writing this with a cowboy hat sitting on my nightstand, rope marks fading on my wrists, and all while smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.

Sometimes when the masks come off, the fun is just beginning.

I came here to reset, thinking I would find myself and make new content. I never imagined it would mean threecowboys seeing straight through to my soul and deciding I was worth keeping.

Being claimed by them was something I never imagined happening. Even in my deepest fantasies, I never thought it was possible to find men who would make everything I have ever written come true. But who would also hold me through storms, teach me to fix roofs, and put their hats on my head in front of the whole town.

The masks were just the beginning. What came after—the trust, the care, the way they look at me—is the real fantasy come to life.

I used to think I needed to hide who I really was and what I wanted. Now I wake up every morning knowing I’m exactly where I belong, with three men who love every dirty, messy part of me.

Sometimes the universe really gives you exactly what you ask for, even when you’re too scared to say it out loud.