[Required: Prude] A Sticky Situation with Tack

"UGHGH!" Tack moaned. It was far too late for him to simply stop his ecstasy. They had both heard but Tack was too far gone, like a stone rolling down a hill can't be stopped. Madeline couldn't read that sign and pulled off Tack's cock in order to sort out the visitor.

"Coming!" Madeline said, trying to stall for time. Madeline was unable to appreciate the irony as a sudden blast of warm fluid struck her face. Tack' couldn't help himself--he was in the throes of ecstasy when Madeline pulled off hastily--he couldn't just stop. He jerked his cock to ensure the elation occurred. Must have been a while because a huge surge of cum landed on Madeline's face. It wasn't just ropes he hurled but whole coils of off colored ivory.

She felt a gooey salvo land in her shocked mouth. She swallowed as it was the only recourse, at least for that strand of sticky ichor.

"Madeline!" The muffled voice came again "Eddie wants to see you. I know you're in there."

"Fuck!" Madeline whispered in an angry voice "What the fuck Tack!?" Madeline looked around panicking. Tack finally realized that his pursuit of pleasure was short sighted. He lunged for his clothes, scooped them up then moved toward the window. Madeline's room was on the second floor. He opened the window--looked down, looked at his hands full of his clothes and gear then thought better. So he dove behind the metal desk on the side opposite the door.

Not a moment too soon.

The metal door swung hope. ***Damn Tack.*** Madeline thought as she cursed the fact he hadn't locked the door like a fool.

"Madeline," the guard said as he stepped just inside the doorway "Eddie's back, he 'summons' yo--!?" He stopped his sentence as he saw Madeline barely getting her vault suit on. He saw her zip it up, from shaved pussy to her youthful tits--then he saw and reached for a shirt or rag or something to try and clean her face.

"What the fuck!?" the guard said, stepping forward "Hold it right there."

"You little fucking slut." the guard blurted out squaring himself up to Madeline "Boss won't be pleased to hear about this. Jesus Christ--look at you. You look like a special show at Gomorrah!"

Madeline looked filthy with her face covered in Tack's seed.

"Just who the hell is it that you are fucking around on Eddie with anyhow?" The Ganger looked around the room stepping right up to the desk.

"He's nobody--he went out the window--you won't catch him." The guard looked at the open window then back to Madeline.

"Please just don't tell Eddie." Madeline said--looking ridiculous with her face plastered with now solidifying cum. The guard turned fully, not seeing what was under the desk.

"Well well well." The guard said heading back to the open door "I am sure you would love for me to forget this."

Madeline rushed to the door and slammed it shut--locking it in the process--an oversight that Tack shouldn't have made. The guard tensed up, as if Madeline might do some **** act to silence him.

"What do you want?" Madeline said, her voice quickened by her fear. "I'll give you anything."

"Anything huh?" the Ganger said, relaxing a little. Madeline could tell he was thinking of exactly what it would take to buy his silence.

"Looks like I'm not the only one you've been fucking. Or do you just suck their dick so 'its not two timing?'" Madeline ignored the remark, even as a thin strand of cum fell from her chin.

"*Anything*" she said, raising her eyebrow.

"I got caps. I got guns. I got shelter." He twisted his mouth as if thinking of a hard decision. "I have always wanted to fuck Eddie's bitch."

Madeline sighed. She was just glad she could convince him.

"If that's what it takes--fine." Madeline said "Just don't say anything to Eddie."

"Damn it...we gotta be quick. Eddie is expecting you." he said disappointingly.

Madeline made to lie down on her back on her bed.

"No--over here against the desk. I don't wanna see that fucking cum on your dirty whore face while I fuck you." He already had his trouser down and was rubbing his member. Had Madeline's face not been plastered in someone else's cum he might have demanded she awaken him with her mouth.

Madeline moved over to the desk then leaned over it, presenting herself to the guard. The desk was cold on her skin as she leaned forward resting her elbows. The guard moved up to her and moved his cock up and down on her ass.

"Whoever you were just with didn't cum in here either did he? I don't want no sloppy seconds." He dithered his cock anxiously against Madeline's round ass.

"No, don't worry." she said not bothering to look back at the guard. She moved one hand back and grabbed the guard's cock. It was hard enough to get inside her now, at least with a guide. The guard bumped his first attempt at inserting her. Maybe he was nervous--maybe he was in a rush--Eddie was expecting them after all. So Madeline guided him in, her own touch seemed to enliven him.

His cock went in smoothly. Madeline hadn't thought she had even gotten wet before. The guard began to thrust rapidly.

"Ahhhh yeah." he moaned, as he felt Madeline's warm around his manhood. He took his hands to her hips and thrust harder with each go.

He felt up toward her breasts and fondled them as he fucked her.

The desk creaked and shook as the strong guard thrust harder. Had he only known that Tack was underneath it curled up holding his clothes like a stowaway. Undoubtedly he was holding his breath, if he was discovered it would mean his life too.

"Fuck you are so tight." The guard said as he stabbed faster, his lubricated cock glided into and out of Madeline again and again. "No....ugh Wonder Eddie keeps you around."

Madeline could only imagine what Tack's face looked like as he heard the guard's balls made an audible *Whap* *Whap* *Whap* as they slapped against Madeline with each blitz of his hips.

Despite the fact this was supposed to be a quickie Madeline found herself begging to enjoy herself. This guard had gusto. Most men would have been spent after a minute at most of hard fucking. Youth and vigor was clearly on this guard's side.

"Oh fuck yes." He moaned as he slowed down only slightly. Madeline was a bit of a prude but the signs were obvious--he was going to cum soon.