Chapter Five

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A little while later . . .

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"How is she?" Tarloh asked as Talia clambered into his bed aboard one of the abandoned rail cars in the tunnel. The two were good friends and often lovers, and Tarloh had sent word that he would like her company that night. When the alpha male called, it was hard to resist.

"She's terrified," Talia said, peeling off her clothes before huddling against his massive frame. "I don't know how much she's been able to accept. And there's more," Talia added. "I think she's been abused, and pretty badly. She's scared of human contact, and the idea of finding a bunkmate almost sent her into a coma. I used to see cases like hers all the time."

Tarloh took the black beauty's word on that. Talia had been a crisis counselor at a women's center, once upon a time. The center had closed, but Talia had been unwilling to leave the area. That is what had attracted the Strays to her . . . and it was why Tarloh himself had sired her.

Talia grimaced. "I'll talk to Red tomorrow to see if she'll cut Jane a break. With Red's state of mind and Jane's sensitivity, there could be some pretty unpleasant consequences."

"I'll talk to her too," Tarloh said. "We had a rough time in L.A., but she shouldn't take it out on an innocent."

"Speaking of innocent," she said softly, nipping on his ear, "I've missed you."

Tarloh slid a massive hand down the woman's lean body, grabbing her ass and pulling her on top of him. Talia felt his massive rod slowly stiffening and pressing against her belly. "I missed you too," Tarloh said. While strict monogamy was rare amongst the Strays, it wasn't unusual for people to have favorites, and Talia was generally Tarloh's first choice.

Talia locked her lips onto the big man's and shifted her weight to the side so she could wrap one hand around that mammoth shaft. Tarloh was the alpha male for a number of reasons, and sexual capacity was one of them. She stroked his cock to its full eleven inches, feeling it stretch and expand in her hand until her thumb and index finger could no longer touch. The veins of that mighty tool pressed against her palm, and its heat began to affect Talia's entire body.

"You really DID miss me, didn't you?" she whispered raggedly. "I guess that means you've got a present for me?" she added, briefly fondling his hairy, heavy balls. She knew that going on a mission with Red meant that he hadn't gotten any play, so he probably had a lot of pressure built up in those babies.

"Keep that up and you'll be getting your present a little early," he groaned. 'How a warrior's hands can be that soft I'll never know,' he thought as her tender grip made him rock-hard.

"We can't have that," she said, letting go of his dick. She grabbed his hand and put it between her own thighs, letting those strong fingers explore her moistening sex. Then she pressed her thighs against his hand, pinning it to his leg. "I can give presents all night long."

"I'm very aware of that," the big man grumbled. "I'll bet YOU didn't wait until I got back," he said with a grin. Talia was a very sexual being, and there were no delusions that she was one hundred percent faithful to him. "How many of the other boys did you fuck?" he added, stretching her cunt and rubbing his palm against her clit. "Tell me!"

Talia was grinding against his hand, working towards what she hoped was the first of many orgasms. "Three," she grunted, then added with a wicked smiled, "I mean, two one night and one the next. But they were just pups. I want the big dog now."

Tarloh smiled and kissed her. "The big bear, if you want to get technical." He knew Talia liked to make the younger and shyer boys feel more "at home." Usually such shyness didn't really last very long in the sexually promiscuous Strays. "I hope you didn't hurt them."

"I fucked 'em raw!" she said, her breath becoming more labored. She was humping her lover's hand madly. "They were whimpering for mercy while I rode them all . . . all night," she gasped as her pussy clenched his fingers and she came onto his hand. "But the three of them weren't half the man you are," she said lying directly on his broad chest.

"And don't you forget it," he growled. "Now . . ." He grabbed her head and pushed it down towards his crotch. He grinned slyly, arching a heavy brow towards his thick cock, telling her without words how much he wanted her talented mouth to please him.

She looked up at him through those beautiful amber eyes . . . eyes filled with sexual hunger. She kissed the large, mushroom-like head, stroking the shaft with one hand while cradling his balls with the other. She placed the flat of her tongue against the shaft at its base, then gave a long slow lick all the way up to its tip. She could feel every bump and vein, and he felt every little bit of texture of her tongue as it caressed the underside of his meat. Then she gave two more long licks before finally taking the bulbous head into her humid mouth. His cock bumped against her palate, making her growl with delight. She blew a puff of air down the shaft, then sucked as hard as she could on the tip. She could feel him throbbing with excitement and each pulsation made her pussy clench greedily.

For Tarloh, there were very few sites as enticing as Talia's supermodel ebony face attempting to devour his ivory staff. Her lips were stretched in an "O" shape around the area just below the head while she applied tremendously delicious suction. Then, she let another inch or two penetrate her mouth, engulfing his flesh in her warm gullet. She kept both hands on the shaft until her mouth had descended about six inches, when one hand returned to fondling his testicles.

She pulled off his staff for a moment, though she kept her hand moving rhythmically. Her eyes locked on his as she enjoyed every texture, every taste of Tarloh's gorgeous cock. Teasingly, she flicked her tongue over its tip, collecting his pre-cum before consuming him like no other could.

"Christmas is cumming early this year," he groaned, grabbing her head and holding it in place as he came into her throat. She choked on it for a moment, letting it spill out through her lips and drip onto her hand. She swallowed some, but more and more pumped through that shaft and filled her mouth to capacity. Some more leaked, but she got the majority of it down. "Keep it in your mouth," he groaned. It was less of an order and more of a request. No one ordered anyone to do anything they didn't want in the Strays. He just wanted to get hard again so he could satisfy this woman like she deserved.

Talia did let it loose long enough to lick his sticky stuff off her hand, smiling at him the whole time. His cock was beginning to soften though, and she just couldn't have that. She took that sensitive tool back between her lips and just held it there for a moment. Her sucking was more gentle and coaxing this time as she teased his thickness back to life.

"Fuck, no one can do it like you," the big man said, feeling the blood rushing back to his member and stopping its deflation in its tracks.

Talia loved the feeling of a cock growing in her mouth. It was different than taking one that was already hard. She felt like she was cultivating it, making it more hers . . . more special. "There," she said at last. "All better." She slid down on the bed next to him, lying on her stomach.

"On your knees," he told her, waiting for her to get up before positioning himself behind her. He pressed the head of his titanic rod against her vaginal opening, but then stopped. "Tell me what you want?" he asked teasingly.

There was actual panic in her voice when she responded. "Please fuck me!" she whimpered. "Stick it in me! Take me like you own me!"

Tarloh reached forward and grabbed her dark hair and, using it for leverage, slammed all eleven inches into her tight hole. He waited for her cunt to give its first full-force squeeze, marveling at her tightness.

"What are you waiting for? Fuck me!" Talia shouted. She didn't care if anyone heard.

With his hand still tangled in her hair, he started to pound away. He put his other hand on her tight black ass and squeezed as he rammed his cock into her time and time again. He was going to ride this woman until she howled. His balls were slapping up against her pussy, and a grunt of building excitement escaped her full lips every time he reached maximum penetration.