“My little Bubblegum Outlaw likes it in her ass, hmm?”
“Harder! Make it hurt!” she begs.
I pull out and slam inside over and over, making the truck rock. Our bodies fall into a rhythm. As I gently pinch her clit, she comes undone, rippling around me.
“One orgasm ain’t enough for my wife. Give me another.”
“I-I can’t!”
“Do you need both holes stuffed to get off? You’re such a greedy girl.”
“Well, you don’t have two dicks, cowboy.”
“I don’t need two cocks to fill you up, Trouble.”
I reach for the cob of corn and peel off the green, twisting it off at the bottom. Carefully, I remove any remaining hairs before grabbing the Vaseline.
Tally looks over her shoulder, her eyes widening in a mix of horror and curiosity. “You’re not seriously gonna shove a cob of corn in my pussy?”
I grin, putting petroleum jelly on the corn. “Afraid you can’t take it?”
“Are you afraid I’m gonna like the corn more than your dick?” she shoots back.
“Naw, I know my dick’s the best you ever had. You said it yourself. It even makes you sing.”
I draw the tip of the corn along her slit, lingering against her pussy. “Take a deep breath.”
I push gently and the tip slips into her waiting cunt. She gasps, tensing. I let her take the lead as she rolls her hips, taking the corn deeper.
I feel it stretching her, rubbing along my cock through her thin inner walls. Stars drift in front of my eyes and I mentally recite the lyrics of ‘Neon Moon’ to stop myself from ruining our fun too early.
“God, this makes your ass even tighter…” I grit out.
Tally half laughs, half moans. “I’m happy this feels as good for you as it does for me, cause—damn! I can’t believe gettin’ dp’d with a cob of corn is this amazing.” I thrust the corn in and out and her breath hitches. “The little ridges and bumps while your dick stretches my ass… It’s just?—”
I groan. “Fuck, I know…”
I start moving the corn and my hips at once. Tally tilts her head, allowing my lips to find the crook of her neck. Hungrily, I kiss every freckle and lick the salt off her skin. I barely recognize myself when a sudden primal urge surfaces inside me.
All I know is that in this moment, I need to claim her. Mark her.
I dig my teeth into the soft flesh of her shoulder while I fuck her ruthlessly into the seat.
Tally lets out a pained noise, but her ass squeezes around me as a second orgasm races through her. Pressure rises from my balls before my cock swells and I spill inside her.
“You drive me wild,” I whisper and kiss the red bite mark on her shoulder.
She slumps under me. “Guess that chase awoke something in you.”
“I ain’t ashamed of how crazy you make me.”
She shudders as I pull out the corn. “I’ll never look at corn the same way again. Every time I sit at a Thanksgiving table, I’ll be thinkin’ of you railing me in your truck.”
Laughing, I roll down the window and throw the corn outside. “I try my best to be memorable.”
Reluctantly, I leave her heat to zip up my pants. I unwrap the tape from around her wrists and when she’s free, Tally crawls into my lap. Lazily, she presses her lips to mine as I curl my arms around her.
We cuddle and kiss for a while. Naked as she is, Tally reaches for her bag and pulls out her spiral notebook and a pen. On a blank page she writes ‘Bubblegum Outlaw’, underlining it twice.
