Jumping Indiana's Bones (Paranormal Erotic Menage) (Dirty Trowels Book 1) Read Free Page A

friends who told her all about the extreme pleasures of anal sex, but she would just cover her ears not wanting to hear a single word. Oh, how she regretted not listening now. With every orifice filled, her body felt electrified. Harder and harder she worked Axel’s cock as she toyed with her clit and tickled her ass. Her body stiffened and as she started to surrender to what she thought would be the most mind blowing orgasm possible, Tracie’s chanting grew loud enough for Amanda to make out the words.
    Her brain took over her body long enough to think rationally. The chant had to be the key to the otherworldly sex ritual. Amanda sucked harder and focused on Tracie’s words. It was some ancient form of Arabic, older that anything she had studied, but as she inhaled Axel’s cock, Amanda found herself memorizing every word.
    She withdrew Axel from her mouth, furiously stroking him off as her hand glided over his slick cock. “I think I memorized the entire chant. We can study it whenever we get out of it.”
    “Good,” he said breathlessly. “Keep sucking.”
    Amanda felt Axel’s fingers twist in her hair and then with a jolt, she felt him push deeper, deep enough to touch the back of her throat. She gagged as saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth and she loved every hot dirty minute of it.
    “It’s too much. I must have more of you,” Axel declared like a caveman.
    In one swift and incredibly manly move, he threw Amanda to the sand and ripped her pants from her body. Under normal circumstances, she would have been irate over such brutality, but in that moment, she craved to be taken.
    “Oh, yes, Indy!” she said. “Fuck the shit out of me now!”
    The only time Axel cared to hear his nickname was when it was rolling off the lips of a woman in the throes of passion. “As you wish, Dr. Rothchild.”
    He kicked off his pants and hovered over her, stroking himself mindlessly. Amanda could not wait to feel her walls hug his fat cock. He squatted down and instead of pummeling her with his rod, he hiked her legs up over her shoulders until her ass was in the air. And that’s when he took her. He rammed his cock into her tight pink hole and she yelped with pleasure. He fucked her hard and steady, sending tiny jolts throughout her every time his pubic bone struck her clit.
    “Oh. My. God. Fuck me!” she yelled, her breath weighted by the impact of his thrusts.
    As she held onto the ride of her life, sweat began to glisten on his back. She turned to look at Tracie holding her own on the stone cocks, still no closer to an orgasm of her own.
    Determined to break the ritual and end this crazed fuck session, Amanda thought of Tracie’s pert breasts as Axel slammed her with his meat. Feeling her pressure build, Amanda relaxed and visualized heat spreading from her clit to the rest of her body until she tensed.
    “I’m coming!” Axel yelled.
    “Me too!” shouted Amanda, her pussy throbbing and clutching until she saw stars.
    Axel spilled his payload into her, something she’d just have to worry about later, and collapsed on to her. Tracie too collapsed, falling off her stone lovers and into a heap on top of the sarcophagus.
    And then everything went black.
    ***
    Tracie woke in the medical tent. On one side of her was Dr. Jones resting his boots on the edge of the bed, and on the other was Dr. Rothchild with her nose glued in a tattered old book. She tried to move but every inch of her body was sore, even her crotch and for reasons unknown to her, so did her anus.
    “What happened,” she croaked.
    Amanda closed the old book she had been scanning and scrambled to the bed.
    “Try not to move,” she said. “You’ve had quite and experience.”
    “I’d say,” Axel said grinning like a fool.
    “Shush, you!” Amanda said playfully.
    That’s new, Tracie thought. Amanda and Axel flirting.
    “Do you remember what happened to you?” Axel asked.
    Tracie racked her brain. She remembered finding the secret