Erotic Dilemmas: 9> Con’s on the run
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: Managing to escape an outdoor chain gang, the first thing the trio of black felons wanted was to get out of their bright orange prison duds. Having happened upon an out of the way homestead, they found the second thing they wanted in Alex.

Some 30 minutes had past, since Rufus, Trae and Ice D, with some help from their fellow inmates, had given the few prison officers who had supposedly been guarding the 20 man chain gang the slip. The three escapees were in open country with little except for fields and dust in all that time. What made things worse was their bright orange prison clothes, which stood out conspicuously. They felt certain that a police helicopter would presently be flying overhead, but they kept on running, all the same.

"I don't, huh, get it, huh," Rufus said, breathily.

"What, don't you get?" rejoined Trae, as he looked back at him.

"You, huhh, not being, huhh, out of...hold on," wheezed Rufus, before asking to stop. "Huh, huh, emn, breath."

"I kept myself fit, in shape," the tall well-built Trae exclaimed, his big black hands resting on his hips.

"Come on, guys," the third one, Ice D, called to them from the brow of a hill some 10 yards ahead.

"Just coming. Right!" exclaimed Trae, his tone enough to hurry along Rufus.

Just as they got to the top, though, Trae wondered why Ice D had stopped.

"See for yourself, guys," he rejoined, brushing his bald head with the sleeve of his uniform and emitting a congenial smile.

Someway off in the valley there stood a homestead. A promise of clothes and something to eat before they moved on. From where they stood it looked small, however, several enclosures around it contained minor farm animals; chickens and pigs the most noticeable ones.

"Someone's obviously at home," remarked Trae, none of them making a move just yet.

"Probably, a woman, huh," Rufus intimated, before once more catching his breath.

"Yeah, out here and all by herself, she's no doubt as lonely as we've been," Ice D reasoned, as he brushed his stubble chin a few times in contemplation.

Being cooped up behind bars for the past year had not been easy for Ice while for Rufus, it had been 15 months since he last knew a woman. Rufus, on the other hand, just wanted somewhere to rest, get out of his prison duds and get his breath back, to give it any thought at that precise moment.

"Right, nice and easy, guys. Don't let's spook whoever it is, just in case they've got a shotgun," Trae intoned, as he beckoned Rufus and Ice D to follow him down the incline.

"Smell that," he said, having sniffed the air and caught the aroma of home cooking. What with all the prison food they'd been subjected to, they'd each forgotten what a good, wholesome meal smelt like until just then. It was as if it was calling to them, beckoning the trio to follow the scent right up to the front door.

"I'm hungry, you hungry?" Rufus called ahead, managing to keep up.

"Yeah, though more for dessert," Ice D intoned - his intimation going over Rufus's head at that moment.

"Circle around back," Trae directed Ice D. Once he was out of sight, Rufus and Trae approached the front porch stealthily.

From inside the homestead, they heard a young woman's lilting voice humming an indistinct tune. Quietly opening the storm door, which Trae subsequently passed to Rufus to hold, any noise, along with that of the main door being opened, went unnoticed by Alex as she continued to potter around the kitchen; mainly drying up the cooking utensils before serving the meal she had just cooked.

Once inside, Ice D making his entrance through the back door, Rufus let the front one swing back with a sudden crash; enough to alert Alex, who immediately directed her startled gaze towards the two men.

"Who, what do you want?" she, anxiously, responded, failing to notice the significance of their bright orange prison duds.

"Clothes, and some of the delicious food we could smell," Ice D called from behind her.

"Three of you."

"She can count," Rufus remarked, mordantly, and then moved towards the young woman.

Being as it was hot in those parts, and she all alone, Alex, short for Alexandria, was scantily attired they couldn't help but notice. Short straight black hair framed her young face from which shone a pair of crystal blue eyes while her vaguely coloured lips would fit perfectly around a cock; a black one both Trae and Ice D thought to themselves. Alex's cropped white top had a halterneck and was tied just above the midriff while her short denim skirt displayed the tiniest amount of her white thong and even more, along with her firm round ass when she bent down to retrieve the wooden cooking spoon she had dropped when the prison escapees had startled her.

Speechless, at their intrusion, Alex, her arms bent and out to the sides, gestured that the only clothes she had were hers.

"Leave that," Ice D said. "I'm hungry. Let's eat," he told their host.

Still speechless, Alex went over to where the large meat and vegetable pie was cooling, one that was big enough for all four of them, and soon served up a helping for each while the men respectfully washed their hands in the sink.

"Here you are," their host intoned, as she placed a serving of the warm dish before Rufus and Trae and then went to get the other two. When she put Ice D's plate on the table, still holding her own, he grabbed her arm, took the plate from Alex and then put it next to his before pulling her down and onto, not just his lap, but a profound hard-on Alex couldn't help but notice.

Rather than be shocked, Alex kept calm and still, not wanting to inflame things as they eat the delicious scrummy meal she had cooked, unaware, at the time, that there would be guests, albeit unexpected ones, for lunch.

Still sat on his lap and with the four plates subsequently empty, Ice D enquired about dessert in a light-hearted manner before putting his hands on Alex's shapely 38C tits, which he massaged for a brief while. He then, getting no resistance from her, moved his hands lower and soon had their amiable host's short cropped top untied and her tits uncovered for the men's appreciation; Ice D removing her top completely.

"Nice," remarked Rufus, licking his lips in readiness to get a taste of Alex's pert nipples, only for Ice D to take one in each hand and casually roll them. That amount of attention, set off all manner of pleasures inside the young woman's body, pleasures she hadn't felt in quite some while.

Wanting to get in on the action, Trae soon had his big black hands undoing the button and zip of Alex's denim skirt. Ice D, noticing that, lifted Alex off his lap and hard-on so that Trae could and subsequently did pull down her skirt, mindful to leave her white thong in place as he did.

"Will you look at that," he exclaimed, as he drew the material down her lower legs.

"She's horny," Rufus said, having noticed the moistness around the gusset, in particular, the line either side of her crease and fuck lips.

"You horny for black dick, girly," Ice D uttered, once more fondling her sumptuous breasts, only this time it was more like he was kneading them.

Sat as she was, neither Trae or Rufus could get at her; not the way they wanted to. At Trae's suggestion, both Rufus and he quickly cleared the table and then Ice D stood up and set Alex down on the clean cloth.

"We're not going to fuck you, not yet. We do want desert, though," he said, with a warm smile before drawing her towards the edge and removing Alex's moist thong. She was partly shaved, everything except a tuft of pubes above her clit, which even then was palpitating they noticed.

"Lay her back, she can suck one of your cocks and stroke the other while you get a taste of her tits. Me, I'm first with her pussy," Ice D crooned, before disappearing his bald head between Alex's humid thighs, his warm breath catching both them and her mound as he got ever nearer.

In no time at all, the pair of cons had their orange duds undone and drawn down to their thighs followed by their pants from which their hard-ons tumbled. With Ice D lapping at her pussy, Alex extended a hand to each warm hard black dick and was immediately stroking both, to begin with. When Ice D wrapped his arm around her right thigh, thereby utilising his fingers both to stroke her already distended clit and expose it to his tongue tip, Alex had a mouthful of Trae's long thick black mamba while a warm wet mouth and lips sucked on each of her nipples.

"Hurmngh," she soon uttered as the fire that had been slowly smouldering in her core came ablaze, filling her with a heat she hadn't known in quite some time.

"Hurg," Alex vociferated, throatily, when Trae urged the bulging head of his length past her epiglottis and into her throat. He then, and with a slow rocking motion, to begin with, fucked the glans back and forth, in and out, just as Ice D did likewise with his tongue, which had pierced the wet folds of the young woman's sex.

When Rufus released her nipple, something he did several times in succession while grasping her tit in both hands, he drew it all the way up. That infused her body and second climax all the more, something that Ice D tasted when her river flowed free.

"She's cum; twice!" he exclaimed, before standing up and inviting Trae to have a taste of her.

As the pair changed over, Alex turned her head to Rufus and was soon gorging on his cock. Not as long as Trae's, mind, but just as thick and indicative of his stocky build. ‘She sucks cock quite well,' Ice D noticed, before taking her idle hand and resting it on the bulge in his uniform. He then slowly undid the buttons on his prison duds and soon had Alex's hand around the warm flesh of his long thick erection.

"We're all three going to fuck you lady, that means taking it up your tight ass," Trae informed her, his fingers, moist from having been in her hot wet sex, pressing against her tiniest hole as he mentioned ‘ass'.

"Hurmn," Alex was heard to mumble some form of agreement, which she did.

In all of her fantasies, and there had been many, many of them, she had, on occasion, dreamt about such a moment as the one she found herself in; even the men were black. Not once had she thought of them as being prison escapees, though. Of course, they all had big black dicks, ones that opened her up and fucked her long, deep and hard. That made her cum, both in her fantasy and for real. Even her dildos, one for her pussy and a big one for her ass were black.

In addition to having three of his big black fingers fucking her tight backdoor, Trae, as with Ice D, was stroking her clit while tongue fucking her. Not quite as long as that of Gene Simmons' the bass player from Kiss, but ample enough to soon have her both squirming and bucking her hips up at him as a decisive orgasm tore through Alex's body.

"That was a big one; right!" Ice D exclaimed, moments before urging her head over to his side.

Trae, though, hadn't quite finished. Having removed his fingers from her nicely fucked and probed asshole, he watched as it subsequently closed up. He then teased his tongue over her perineum and then that of her crinkled rosebud. That brought more joyous murmurs from the young woman, her tongue and drawn in cheeks vibrating against Ice D's shaft as he plunged it deep into her, time and again.

"There you go, Rufus, get some of this," Trae presently invited him. "Don't forget to give her ass some play, though. She rather likes it," he added, before moving back to Alex's other side.

"What about clothes," Trae mentioned. "We can't exactly wear hers," he intoned.

Although their host's hand was a welcome comfort, he so wanted to get his cock in her pussy and, moreover, her tight little asshole. Indeed, it was his love of anal sex that Trae had been arrested and imprisoned for; the particular state he was in regarding sodomy as illegal.

"Let's turn the slut over, she can get a taste of us both," Trae soon suggested. "You'll like that, girly," he crooned before helping Ice D to do just that.

"Her cunt's nice and inviting like that," Rufus intoned.

"Be our guest," Trae offered, as both Ice D and he, directed the turgid heads of their thick black dicks towards Alex's waiting mouth, each one brushing her gaping lips as they pushed inside.

Behind her, and with his hands spreading Alex's shapely buttocks, Rufus directed the head of his cock towards the young woman's other set of moist lips and was soon filling her up with his equal proportion.

"Urgh, hurgh," she vociferated, taking a firm spit fuck from them and, in particular, the two that were plundering and plunging into her mouth, urged on by Rufus' occasional slap to each ass cheek as he thrust himself deep inside and that of Trae, who, with his hand grasping a hank of her straight black hair, motioned her forward as Ice D and he swung their hips at her.

Well, she certainly hadn't fantasised about what they were doing to her. All the same, though, it was most effectual, enough to cause another climax to well up inside her and explode, just as the cocks in her mouth did likewise.

Their black cum juice, far from being salty, was warm, sweet, creamy, very creamy, and most palatable. There was also quite a lot of it. Thankfully, and after two bolts of spunk from each splashed against the walls of her mouth, they grasped their cocks and withdrew them from Alex. They then released their final two loads, which cannoned on her face as she tasted them and drank down their black cum juice.

Having wiped their essence from her eyes, when Alex opened them, she was delighted to notice they were as good as hard. She then took one in each hand and, with a lascivious smile, began slowly stroking them.

"I think she rather liked that, didn't you," Trae, jollied, his hand combing back her hair as he gazed down at the compliant young woman who was still laid across the table they had, over some 30 minutes ago, enjoyed a decent meal on while Rufus continued to fuck his length up her; Alex's pussy quite sodden from the amount she had already cum.

"My turn," Rufus cried out, presently, and then fired his own warm, sticky offering deep inside her unprotected pussy. Of course, Alex was too far into being treated like a slut by them, to utter a concern or care while more of Rufus' seed gushed forth. He even had his whole length, a good eight inches, rammed deep inside her and so she got the lot at the highest point.

"Man, that was great. Pussy instead of..." he crooned, stopping short of mentioning his obvious hand.

"You about ready to try us both, now," Ice D said.

Having gotten a positive response from her, Alex soon found herself knelt over Ice D who was sat on her sofa, his hands shaped to her ass cheeks as he both urged and flexed her wet pussy up and down his black sceptre. What with the amount of cum, from both Rufus and Alex, her pussy left an almost foaming white snail-like trail on his lengthy erection, something that didn't go unnoticed by Trae who was stood back aways in readiness to plunder her pussy while Rufus, stood up on the sofa, was receiving the kiss of life; to his cock, that is.

"She doesn't say much, do you. No, but you're certainly enjoying us, all the same - right, Trae," Ice D intoned, that being his cue to get some of his prime black meat inside her.

"Hurm, urmn," Alex let out a contented, yet unexpected moan; unexpected in the sense that she had rather anticipated Trae would plunder her ass, just as he mentioned he would when he had his fingers in her tightest hole. That, though, two big long black dicks in her pussy, was certainly different and quite unexpected.

More than that was the way they were both acting upon her. It wasn't a big mother fucker of a solid cock that was being rammed, fucked, reamed, drilled; railed, even. No! Instead, and abundantly pleasurable with it, they moved both rhythmically and in contrast; one black dick sliding in just as the other withdrew. That, that caused a rippling affect, one that spread throughout Alex's pussy, radiating along the walls of her vulva and cervix; they were that long, ten inches, and oh so deep.

"Hurmn, hurmn," she muttered, as yet another, more significant climax took a hold of her sexually forlorn body.

"Man, she's cum; again!" Trae voiced his realisation, as he felt Alex's inner warmth and moistness around his shaft while Ice D was lost for a response as he sucked on her left nipple.

"Time to give this lovely round and tight asshole of yours a prod," Trae intoned, and then withdrew himself from her. "But first..." he made mention, and then gestured to Rufus to give Alex a try.

Changing over, Trae had the seemingly horny slut, enough that she had climaxed several times to their notice, suck and taste her juices on his rampant black dick, and all while Rufus got likewise acquainted with her pussy, if only for a short while.

"She not only likes sucking dick, but she likes the taste of herself on it; yeah, you do," Trae returned her smile as she gazed up at him, appreciatively.

"How's it going, Rufus?"

"Okay, Trae. She certainly does like it, though," he concurred, fingers, three of them, moving in and out of Alex's tight little asshole as she rocked back and forth on them.

Having released Alex and giving his stocky escapee some more time with her, Rufus' presence, combined with that of Ice D, soon encouraged and facilitated yet another climax to course through their genial host's sexually charged body while Trae ambled over to where he had earlier noticed a bottle of cooking oil was stood and which he subsequently retrieved.

They weren't, any one of them, animals, especially where sex and ass sex was concerned, a point they had demonstrated quite professionally, so far, by bringing about and affording Alex countless pleasure, and with yet more to come.

Stood so that she could see, Trae drizzled some of the oil along his cock. Looking at it, it appeared, for all of its girth, length and blackness, like a well-cooked thick long sausage; very long and very cooked - burnt, even.

As he finished, Alex felt Rufus vacate her pussy and then Ice D, who had his thumbs supportively under her sides, motion her down his thick and free length, his balls resting just beneath her full sex. By then, Trae had made his way behind her where Rufus, knelt to the young slut's right, was holding her ass cheeks open in readiness.

"This shouldn't hurt, lady. You may, though, feel a bit of discomfort. Just breathe and go with it; you'll be fine," Rufus assuaged her, as if he'd had a cock up his ass, which he hadn't. All the same, though, Ice D noticed he wasn't fully convincing by the expression on her face.

"Don't worry, you'll enjoy it," he said, smiling up at her and revealing a set of pearl white teeth framed by his puffy black lips. "You may even be demanding it from other men," he added, moments before she felt some of the cooking oil trail down her curple and coast to her exposed anus.

The next thing Alex felt wasn't Trae's impressive cock either near or in her asshole, but a small trickle of oil landing on her open anus. Once it had, and a sufficient amount, Rufus flexed her butt cheeks back and forth, thereby coating the walls of her rectum with it. That consideration by them, coupled with the ongoing deep penetration of Ice D's trouser snake in her horny wet cunt, caused Alex to emit a low, pleasured moan, one that seemed to continue when she sensed a few more drizzles of the oil hit her exposed nerves. That, soon changed, however, when Trae, having knelt behind her, motioned the underside of his thick length up and down the rise of her curple.

Alex realised this was it, the moment when she would, not so much endure, hopefully, having her ass taken for the first time, but get something positive from it; that was what Ice D had indicated it would be like, after all.

There was, nevertheless, some discomfort as the turgid puffy glans of Trae's black dick pushed past Alex's anal ring. Once it had, however, he suddenly stopped. For a short while, their host became accustomed to having two cocks inside her, albeit two places she was otherwise unaccustomed to. Even two of them in her mouth and, again, in her pussy, had been previously alien to her, however, she had gone along with it. Likewise, Alex was going along with her first DP, double penetration, and anal sex.

Having drizzled some more of the oil along the top of his almost horizontal erection, Trae grasped her hips. He still didn't move, though. Instead, he craned himself forward and over her. He then directed Alex to rock herself back and forth on him, taking as much as she felt comfortable with.

Comfortable! Hell, what was comfortable right at that particular moment with having the blunt head of a thick fucking cock up inside her tightest hole; or so it seemed.

Still grasping her sides, only this time his attention on Alex's right nipple - the left one cherry red from his earlier ministration - Ice D drew her up and off his cock, which subsequently urged her part way back along Trae's motionless length.

"Hurmn," she emitted a cry, one that was far from any notice of discomfort.

"There you go," Trae intoned and Rufus echoed, as Ice D directed her back onto his warm black rod.

That only served to encourage several more moans from Alex's lips while her body responded positively as she breathed through her nose more noticeably. Even her voice was husky when she summoned up the, not so much will to make herself known, but voice to respond, and all while she began to slowly rock back on Trae's cock.

"Oh my god! Fuck, that's a big fucking dick in my tight little asshole. Emn, yes, dicks fucking my ass and pussy at the same time," she intoned.

"I think she likes it," Rufus, wanting a go next, lauded, as he looked on.

"I do, I fucking do, guys. Just keep fucking me with your black dicks. I love black dicks, I love fucking black dicks," she crooned, just as another, different type of orgasm gathered inside her like a storm.

Seeing as how more than comfortable she was with his presence, Trae took over. He had almost his full length, a good eight inches, inside her, and so, with a couple of more back and forth swings, Alex being propelled onto Ice D's equally thick length and thinking to herself that Trae's cock was all the way in, he surprised Alex by filling her even more with one final lunge of his body.

That was enough to send shock wave after shock wave of unbridled pleasure coursing through her body. Her orgasm erupted and crashed against every fibre of her body.

"Oh fuck—oh—fuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh—f-u-c-k!" she cried out and announced her pleasure, Alex's words carrying pauses as she responded to a most glorious climax. It was, it had to be said, quite unexpected, but, let's face it, the whole afternoon's experience had been that and then some.

"She certainly liked that one," Rufus acclaimed, moments before Trae vacated Alex's backdoor, the contracting muscles of which gripped and released his thick sceptre when he did.

With his thick well-endowed dick soon lubed up, and Trae having directed Alex to hold her ass cheeks open for him, Rufus was soon giving her asshole a similar reaming, even dusting her buttocks with his hands as he did.

Although there were several encouragements from Alex to have him fuck her ass, subsequent one's were soon muffled when she was fed Trae's slick dick, which she found herself gorging upon; her tongue lashing around its length and getting a taste of the oil and the other...!

"What are we going do, Trae, about clothes?" Ice D, not one for ass sex, for some religious reason, said, as the other two, having disengaged themselves from Alex, helped her up.

"That's a bit of a problem," he intoned, moments before, with Alex squatting amongst the trio of felons, she sucked on Rufus' black tool and stroked those of the other's.

"We could, oh yeah, like that," Rufus applauded her oral technique, "get Alex, here, to go into town and buy us some clothes," he suggested, moments before he took over her head bobs and eventually gave her another mouthwash of his hot sticky black cum juice.

"Mightn't that be suspicious; a woman buying men's clothes in different sizes," Ice D pointed out.

"Whatever, oh yeah, baby, that's it, Alex, you lovely slut, all the way down," Trae dismissed his concern, for the moment, followed by the pleasure their host was affording him as she sucked his thick black length encouragingly.

"You know what; I don't think she wants us to leave. These outfits, Alex, well, we're prisoners; escapees, to be precise," Trae elucidated, Moments before his cock exploded, not literally, inside her mouth and throat. This time, though, it was just him. He tasted quite appetising on her tongue as more and more of his hot and creamy black seed splashed against the walls and palate of Alex's mouth before sliding, effortlessly, down her throat.

"I've got an idea," she piped, before moving to Ice D and taking him between her lips. She then reached and felt for his black hands, which she placed in her dark tresses. Thereafter, he motioned the cock hungry slut back and forth on his immense magnitude, leaving the other two, more than Ice D, wondering what her suggestion was.

When he came, Ice D was not only in her throat, but her lips were lightly pressed up against his groin. He shuddered with each of the four expulsions of his creamy cum, which Alex welcomed inside her. After that, after he had released her with a backward lunge, she sucked each flaccid cock dry, her eyes wide and sparkling, it seemed.

As for Alex's idea...! She actually made most of her own clothes, she informed them. So, buying some adequate material for the three of them wouldn't cause a problem. That, of course, meant they would have to stay around for a while and take care of her needs, something they were all agreed upon.

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