VOWS OF SIN

Chapter twenty one

THE TOUR BUS BUNK AT 4AM PT 2

The following week, everyone had gone to bed after the tour Zarael got up again and went to Kao bed. She got on her knees and pulled his shorts. She took his soft d**k in her hand and sucked on it until it got hard and Kao woke up from the sensation. Opening his eyes, Koa pulled her up and kissed her fiercely before he positioned her on him.

“I was kinda hoping you would come tonight,” he whispered to her.

“I would have,” Zarael smiled before settling down on his d**k as her p***y swallowed it.

She sighed as he pushed into her fully and started moving as fast as he could without waking anyone while she rode on him.

“f**k, I’m close,” she whispered moaned.

“f**k yeah,” Koa groaned as he moved with her.

Zarael was close to coming when Koa suddenly flipped her over onto all fours. The bunk was small and tight, but he did not care. He pulled her hips back, lined up his thick c**k, and thrust deep inside her in one smooth motion.

Zarael gasped as he filled her completely. Her p***y stretched around his girth. Koa gripped her hips with both hands and started f*****g her hard from behind. The sound of skin slapping mixed quietly with the low rumble of the bus engine.

Each thrust pushed her forward against the thin mattress. The bus swayed gently down the highway, adding extra force to every stroke.

One of his big hands reached around and clamped firmly over her mouth. The driver sat only a few feet away at the front of the bus.

Zarael moaned loudly against his palm. The sound stayed muffled. Koa pounded into her deeper with every thrust. His heavy balls slapped against her c**t with wet smacks. Highway lights flashed across their bodies through the small window, lighting up her arched back and his muscular thighs in quick bursts.

Koa leaned down over her. His chest pressed against her back.

He whispered dirty words in her ear. “Your p***y feels so f*****g good,” he said, voice low and rough.

“So tight and wet for me.” Zarael shivered at his words.

Her n*****s stayed hard against the sheet. Fresh juices ran down her thighs every time he drove into her.

The bunk creaked under them. Zarael pushed back against his c**k, taking him as deep as possible. Koa’s hand stayed tight over her mouth. His fingers smelled like her from earlier. The risk of the driver hearing them made her even wetter. She sucked on his fingers, tasting herself.

Koa groaned quietly and f****d her faster.

Sweat covered their skin. The small bunk felt hot and stuffy. Zarael’s short skirt stayed bunched around her waist. Koa reached under her and rubbed her c**t with two fingers while he kept thrusting. The added pressure made her legs shake. The bus hit a bump and his c**k slammed against a sensitive spot deep inside her.

Zarael came hard. Her whole body shook as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her p***y clenched tightly around his thick c**k in strong pulses. Warm wetness flooded out around him. She moaned loudly into his hand, the sound vibrating against his palm. Koa kept f*****g her through it, drawing out every wave.

His thrusts stayed deep and steady.

Koa followed right after. He buried himself deep and groaned quietly against her neck. His c**k pulsed hard as he filled her with thick spurts of c*m.

The heat spread inside her. He kept moving slowly, pumping every drop into her p***y.

Cum leaked out around his shaft and ran down her thighs. They stayed locked together, breathing heavily, while the bus continued speeding through the night.

The highway lights kept flashing. Zarael’s body trembled with aftershocks. Koa’s c**k twitched inside her. He slowly removed his hand from her mouth.

Zarael sucked in deep breaths. Her heart raced. Koa kissed the back of her neck and stayed buried deep. His c*m continued to leak out with every small movement of the bus.

He did not pull out. Instead, he rolled them carefully onto their sides, still connected. The tight bunk pressed their bodies close together. Koa wrapped one arm around her waist and held her against him. His other hand rested on her breast, squeezing gently. Zarael pushed her ass back against him, keeping his c**k inside her. The bus swayed around a curve and rocked them together.

Minutes passed. The road noise stayed steady. Koa grew hard again inside her. Zarael smiled in the dark and rolled her hips slowly. Wet, slick sounds rose between them. Koa thrust gently from behind, f*****g her in slow, lazy strokes. His hand slid down to rub her c**t again.

“Again,” he whispered in her ear. “Come on my c**k one more time.”

Zarael nodded and pushed back against him. The motion of the bus helped their rhythm. Koa f****d her steadily. His thick c**k stretched her c*m-filled p***y with every thrust. The mess between her legs made everything wetter and louder. She bit her own arm to stay quiet. Pleasure built again despite how sensitive she felt.

Koa pinched her n****e and rubbed her c**t faster making Zarael come a second time.

Her body shook in his arms. Her p***y squeezed his c**k in strong waves. Koa groaned softly and held her tighter as he came again. More c*m pumped into her already full p***y. It leaked out in thick streams down her thigh and onto the sheet.

They stayed joined, breathing together. The bus continued down the dark highway. Zarael felt full and satisfied. Warm c*m coated her inner thighs. Koa kissed her shoulder and neck, his lips gentle now. His hand stroked her side slowly.

Later, Zarael turned around to face him in the cramped space. She kissed him deeply, tongues sliding together. She could still taste herself on his mouth from earlier. Her hand reached down and stroked his slick c**k. It stayed semi-hard. She pumped it slowly, spreading their mixed juices along the shaft. Koa breathed heavier against her lips.

The bus slowed for a moment as it passed through a small town. Streetlights lit up their bodies through the window. Zarael climbed on top of him carefully. She straddled his hips and sank down onto his c**k again. This new position let her control the pace. She rode him with slow rolls of her hips, grinding her c**t against him.

Koa gripped her ass and helped her move. His eyes stayed locked on her face in the flashing lights. Zarael leaned forward so her breasts hung near his mouth. He sucked on one n****e while she rode him.

She rode faster when the road smoothed out and Koa thrust up to meet her. His c**k hit deep every time.

Zarael came again with a quiet shudder, her face buried in his neck. Koa followed soon after, adding another load of c*m inside her.

By now the sheet under them felt soaked. c*m and her juices covered their thighs and the mattress. The smell of s*x hung heavy in the tiny space. Zarael stayed on top of him, his c**k softening slowly inside her. They breathed together as the bus rolled on.

Koa stroked her back with gentle hands. “You’re going to be leaking my c*m all day tomorrow,” he whispered.

Zarael smiled and clenched around him. The thought sent a fresh spark through her. She kissed him again, slow and deep.

They rested like that for a long time. The highway stretched ahead. Other band members slept quietly behind their curtains. The driver stayed focused on the road ahead. Zarael finally climbed off Koa carefully. Thick c*m poured out of her p***y and onto his stomach. She used his shirt to wipe them both clean as best she could.

Koa pulled her down beside him. They lay pressed together in the narrow bunk. His arm stayed around her. Zarael felt tired but satisfied. Her body ached in the best way.

Cum still leaked slowly from her as the bus continued speeding through the night.

The tour had many more nights like this ahead. Zarael closed her eyes and listened to Koa’s heartbeat. The engine hummed steadily beneath them. Highway lights continued flashing across the curtain. She knew she would sneak back into his bunk again very soon.