Wicked End

by Bella Jeanisse

  Austin moaned. “Yeah, just like that… mmm, I love your cock.”

  She was shocked it wasn’t as painful. Slightly nervous, she clung to Scott as he pumped into her from below. He sighed in her ear and gave her a deep stroke. The head of his cock grazed her sweet spot, and she gasped.

  In tune to her every sound, Scott’s hips froze. He had found it. He pulled out just a bit and surged in a few inches. When her pussy tightened, he grinned. Perfect! He continued rubbing that same place, and she scratched his arm.

  Within seconds, Mackenzie cried, “Fuck, fuck fuck!”

  Austin’s eyes rolled back. He could feel Scott’s movements, and Mackenzie had gripped his dick. His balls were screaming at him to let them empty, but he had barely started. He couldn’t let her think he was like that. His eyes focused again, and he gazed down. He still had almost four inches left to go. As he watched, her ass started pushing back on him.

  “Damn!” she called out, the orgasm still overwhelming her.

  Scott was still pumping into her shallowly. “Brandon,” she said, just under a whisper. She wanted to hold him and kiss him, to help her deal with the pure rapture. Scott was driving her crazy.

  After a minute, she realized both men were still. “You guys came?” She was confused.

  They were staring at each other, holding hands. It was the very first time they were able to be themselves when sharing a woman. For both of them, it was such a relief.

  “Are you guys done?”

  Scott felt her nails scrape his shoulder. “No. We were waiting for you to come down from that.” He winked. “That was awesome.” He had only seen her cumming before, never felt it.

  “Now what?” Mackenzie was still apprehensive. However, she was dying to feel the full affects of double penetration.

  Austin leaned down and brushed his lips across her shoulders then her neck. “Now we make you scream.”

  She realized Austin’s hips touched her skin, so he was deep within her. It felt weird to have two big dicks inside of her at once. She wasn’t sure she liked it.

  Then they both withdrew and pushed back in as one. She let out a groan of pleasure as she dug her nails into Scott’s shoulders. “Mmmm, I like that.”

  “Just wait, sweetheart,” Scott breathed. “That was nothing.” Then he smirked at Austin who wiggled his tongue.

  The two of them started to thrust in exactly the same rhythm, like always. They never failed to stay in sync. Mackenzie writhed between them, feeling pleasure like she never had before. She cried out again and again while they drove into her fast and deep, each feeling the other.

  Austin, being taller than the both of them, had his hands planted above Scott’s shoulders and his legs stretched out a bit. His hips slapped into her cheeks loudly as he fucked her ass as fast as he could. Scott’s dick almost rubbed his as he did the same. Feeling it was so amazing, he felt the strong urge to spill his seed again. His hands closed into fists, and he clenched his teeth while he stared at him.

  Scott was having the same trouble. She felt incredible. He loved the way her hips swiveled as she came hard several times. However, feeling Austin’s cock on the other side of that wall within her was making holding back extremely difficult. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and shut his eyes so he could regain control.

  Mackenzie was paying no attention to their conflict. She couldn’t. Her body was being drained of every ounce of liquid within it. Not to mention her vocal cords were straining while her vaginal muscles and womb worked overtime contracting and relaxing. The continuous orgasms were going to kill her. She was sure of it.

  “Oh, fucking God!” she screamed and buried her head in Scott’s neck. She could no longer move anything. Her hands had a death grip on Scott biceps. She wasn’t able to unlock them.

  Scott knew she couldn’t take much more when tears started falling again. He could tell she wasn’t in pain, but seemed to be overwhelmed. “You know how much I like feeling your cock.” He looked up at Austin. “I’m about to cum. Tell me you’re close.”

  “I’ll cum when I feel you blowing yours.” Austin moaned just thinking about it.

  Lifting her chin, Scott asked, “You had enough?”

  “Please,” she managed. She felt incredible, but completely exhausted.

  Then Scott closed his eyes. “Oh yes!” He grabbed Austin’s arms and lifted his hips while his cock spewed semen into Mackenzie.

  “Oh Fuck, Scott!” Austin cried out then flooded her ass with cum. “Damn, that was so fucking awesome.” He laid his weary body over them, keeping most of his weight at his extremities.

  Scott caressed Austin’s sides then Mackenzie’s. He wished they could find a girl as accepting as she was. They were very hard to come by. He sighed, with unusual contentment. He hoped she let them experience it again before she left. Maybe if he explained it in the right way to Brandon, he would allow it. He doubted he enjoyed letting them all fuck the woman he didn’t shut up about. He finally understood why Brandon was as faithful to her as he could be. He stroked her hair. Brandon was a lucky man.

  Mackenzie had drifted off for a bit. Austin’s cock starting to soften startled her awake. Neither of them had pulled out yet. She felt sated, but also like she was intruding on a special moment for the two of them. She had felt it every time she was lucid. They had a special connection that was almost beautiful.

  Austin met Scott’s eyes and planted a soft kiss on his lips. If she had been turned in that direction, he wouldn’t have, but was glad he could. He slowly rose and withdrew from her. She jumped and whimpered, so he ran a soothing hand over her back. He assumed she was sore and sensitive, which was the truth. With a smirk, he grabbed the extra towel he had brought in, knowing he would need it and cleaned his dick the best he could.

  “I’ll get Brandon,” Austin said as Mackenzie’s lids closed again. “She’s falling asleep.”

  Scott slid a hand down her damp skin. “Maybe we should just let her sleep on me.” His lip curled up. “Can’t believe she understood.” He nuzzled her neck, wishing she wasn’t taken.

  “Brandon would fuck you up if you even suggested that. She’s his.”

  Austin pulled his jeans on and quickly left the room. Bodies setting up their bunks for the night cluttered the hallway. He weaved his way carefully looking for Brandon. With twelve bunks, the bus always had too many people on it. They had talked about getting a customized bus so the band could have more breathing room, but they never got around to it.

  Scott took a deep breath and hoped Brandon was not pissed. She was most definitely asleep, and her lips against his shoulder felt dry. They had drained her completely, which he could also feel under him. The towel was drenched beyond capacity.

  Brandon noticed Austin walk into the front room and put his beer down. “Is Scott done?”

  “Yeah,” Austin replied then added, “But we need your help.”

  Confused, Brandon’s eyebrows rose, “With what?” He got to his feet then saw a look of fear and worry on Austin’s face. “Something wrong?”

  “Um, come see for yourself.” Austin did not want the road crew scattered around to hear they double-teamed his girlfriend. He had no idea how open Brandon would be with that information, although they heard her cries.

  Brandon’s mouth dropped when he entered the back lounge. Seeing someone else’s semen oozing from Mackenzie hurt. Scott obviously still inside of her was even worse. He regretting allowing his bandmates to fuck her raw like he did. They all insisted it be part of the deal when they showed him proof they were clean. Well, almost all of them had.

  Then he noticed she wasn’t moving. “What the hell did you do to her?” he shouted.

  Mackenzie started, gripping Scott’s arms and digging her nails into his skin. Then she relaxed again.

  “Sshhh, go back to sleep,” Scott softly said as he caressed her back.

  Brandon looked at her ass again. “You both fucked her?”

  “Um, yeah, were we not allowed to
do that?” Austin thought Brandon knew about it.

  Letting out a loud exhale, Brandon realized they had just worn her out. “It’s fine.” He was not exactly thrilled they had a threesome with her. He grabbed a blanket from the back of the other sofa and laid it over her. “Can she lay on you until the hallway’s clear?” he asked Scott.

  “Sure.” Scott held her to him.

  Brandon held back the anger just at the surface. “It’s not an invitation to cuddle. I just don’t want anyone staring at her.”

  He knew it had been obvious what happened by the sounds all three of them had been making. The entire bus heard them. He wanted to hide how much he started to hate the fucking deal he made. If she was awake, at least he could ask her if she enjoyed it. That would ease his heartache, maybe.

  Scott reluctantly let Mackenzie go as Brandon gently woke her. He felt guilty seeing him kiss her and touch her skin. If he could get up without her tumbling to the floor, he would have.

  “I’ll get her some water, just in case.” Austin disappeared again.

  Mackenzie opened her eyes and whispered, “Brandon…” Then she lifted her head and kissed Scott on the mouth.

  He quickly pushed her back as he looked at Brandon’s growing scowl. “I’m Scott, remember?”

  She was so disoriented, she didn’t understand. “Baby, give me what I need.”

  “What you need is a nap,” Brandon gently told her as he lifted her off Scott’s body. He jerked her body sideways in the process.

  “Ow, fuck!” Scott groaned and grabbed his half-hard dick. “I was still in her pussy, man. That fucking hurt.”

  Brandon cringed, imagining how that felt. “Ooh, sorry.” He sat on the other sofa with Mackenzie in his lap. “Tink, wake up.”

  Her eyelids fluttered a little, and her head lifted. Then she slumped down again. She could faintly hear the voices, but couldn’t control her body.

  Austin came in quietly. “Give her this.” He handed Brandon a bottle of water. “A few guys got their curtains open. Jake and Chico are playing Quarters at the table. Chico’s losing, by the way, so expect the unexpected. Rafe and Antonio are bullshitting by the bathroom, but everyone else is in bed.” Rafe and Antonio were set designers.

  “Hey, can you drink some for me?” Brandon held the water to her lips as he kept her head steady. “Come on, please.” He smirked, then ran his tongue along her earlobe. A soft moan escaped her lips. “That’s a girl.”

  Mackenzie opened her eyes to Brandon’s face and smiled. “Hey, baby.” Then she felt the bottle and took a few sips. “I’m so tired.”

  “I know, Tink. I’m gonna help you wash up then get you to bed.” He hugged her. “Did you…” He hesitated, unsure if he wanted to know anymore. Then he closed his eyes and just asked, “Did you enjoy it?”

  She snuggled against him. “Enjoy what?”

  Scott, who was getting his clothes on, froze and stared at her. “You’re fucking kidding me?” He was insulted. No way did she forget how hard they made her cum. “I fucked the shit outta you.”

  Brandon glared at Scott, so he would shut up. “We’ll talk about it later,” he told Mackenzie.

  Austin checked the hallway several times, as they all just waited. After the fifth look, he said, “OK, looks clear.” He walked over to Brandon and helped him stand up.

  Brandon wrapped Mackenzie in a dry towel then guided her into the small bathroom. She was half-awake and walking under her own power, but slowly. After locking the door, Brandon set Mackenzie on the closed toilet. When he let go, she started to tip.

  “Can you sit up, please?” He held her steady until she grabbed the sink next to her.

  She laid her head on it and watched him undress. If she had not been so out of it, she would have hoped for shower sex. Then the bus hit a bump. She fell to the floor and laughed, softly.

  “Only you could laugh at something like that.” He almost fell as well, but lifted her up, leaving the towel on the floor. “Hold on tight. I’m gonna get you in the shower.” He couldn’t stand that she had cum running down her thighs, and it wasn’t his.

  As he washed her, she became less and less responsive. When he had rinsed them both off, he lifted her chin. She was out again.

  Soon, he laid Mackenzie’s spent body in his bunk and covered her up. He was glad for a change his bunk was in the middle. He didn’t have to struggle to get her in. Before he had a chance to find her something to wear, Jake stumbled to him from the front lounge.

  “Time to fuck,” Jake slurred, grabbing his crotch.

  Brandon turned to the impatient, pompous ass. “Let her sleep for a while.”

  “I’m horny now,” he insisted.

  Brandon held back his anger, for the tenth time that day. “If you fuck her now, she’s not gonna move. She passed out in the fucking shower. Give her a few hours, and she’ll rock your world. You heard me brag about her.”

  “Yeah. That’s what makes it hard to wait.” He stroked his hard cock through his jeans. “My dick is dying to feel her cum. I’m gonna make her scream my name.”

  Closing his eyes, Brandon quelled his jealousy again. “It’s too early for her to be out for the night, relax dude. Go have another beer.”

  Chapter Seven

  Mackenzie woke up unsure of where she was. After a few seconds though, it came back to her. She felt the bed next to her and found she was alone. Then she discovered she was in her favorite nightshirt, which did not get a lot of use, since she normally slept in the nude. Brandon must have taken care of her. The last thing she could recall was being in the shower with him.

  Then hearing Austin shout Scott’s name came to her. She had no clue either of them were bisexual and was surprised by it, but wouldn’t judge them. What they preferred was their choice. She wondered how much they fooled around on the bus and how much the other guys allowed within their sight.

  Her stomach growled, so she peeked out of the bunk, pulling the curtain back just enough to see an empty hallway. Carefully, she climbed down and was immediately glad Brandon had dressed her.

  Jake was coming out of the back room, and there were a bunch of men in there. He closed the door behind himself and grinned at her as he opened his jeans and pulled out his 12-inch dick that was hard as a rock.

  Her eyes opened wide at his size. No way would that thing fit inside of her. She turned and headed for the kitchen area, where she heard voices. She looked around the room at the roadies and other band members with beers in their hands. Brandon was nowhere to be found.

  While looking at the mess in the kitchen, she asked no one in particular, “Where’s Brandon?”

  “Sitting with Jesse,” Austin replied from the table, eating what looked like frozen pizza. “They’re trying to find a town to get gas at.”

  Angelo, one of the security guys, stood up. “So who’s drawing straws for bunks this trip?” They had 15 men with the band and crew, but there were only 12 bunks. “I got fucked last time. That couch kills your back.”

  “Jesse and Mike are sharing,” Scott told him. They were both drivers. “But the rest of you gotta draw straws.”

  Then she was shocked when Jake put his arms around her from behind. “So what’s your favorite position?” He asked, slowly pulling up her shirt in the front.

  She smirked and decided to be honest. “Doggie.”

  “Good.” With a grin, he whispered in her ear, “I know you like to be watched.”

  She thought about how many times she had sex in public with Brandon. “Yeah, sometimes.” She looked back at him. “Is that the plan?”

  “Hell yeah.” He moaned softly in her ear. “Time to show Brandon up.” He splayed his hands over her belly. “You ready to fuck?”

  Mackenzie looked towards the front of the bus. “No time like the present.” She technically wanted to get Jake over with. He didn’t turn her off, but didn’t make her crazy horny either.

  Jake quickly bent her over the table, almost knocking over Scott’s beer and for
cing Austin to pick his plate up. Then he lifted her pajamas, finding her pantyless. He looked up at Austin and winked just before he pushed the head of his cock into her.

  “Ow!” Mackenzie cried out. She had hoped he would use his tongue ring on her first.

  Jake pulled out, realizing she couldn’t take him. “Brandon don’t got what I do, huh?” He knew the answer, but was hoping she would feed his ego. He rubbed her opening, not penetrating, but teasing. “Wait till you feel what its like to have this monster inside of you.”

  She was sure he was too big for her. Then fingers slipped inside of her. Her eyes closed as Jake worked her pussy slowly. A thumb caressed her clit. She sighed, and her hips moved. Suddenly he started thrusting his fingers hard. Within seconds, she quietly cried out while her pussy clenched.

  “Hey, somebody toss me some lube.” Jake stroked his dick a few times while he looked at her pussy. He got four tubes thrown at him from different directions. He grabbed the closest one and rubbed it on them both. Looking around, he asked, “Ready for a good show, guys?”

  Brandon was behind the front curtain, which was closed so the lights didn’t reflect on the windshield. “Looks like there’s a big town up ahead.” The map on his phone said there was. “How many miles can we push it to?” He was sitting on the floor, holding onto the bar next to him.

  “Maybe 20.” Jesse frowned. “I never thought of midnight as late, but nothing’s open so far.”

  Hearing more voices, Brandon turned to the curtain. As far as he knew Mackenzie was still sleeping, but he swore he heard her. “Hey, turn that up,” he said when he heard a familiar voice.

  Jesse did and asked, “Who is that? Good song.”

  “It’s one of Jon Harris’ finds. Triple Threat,” Brandon explained. He had streamed a few of their songs on their website while ogling Crystal’s body. “The bassist is a chick, if you can believe.”

  Mackenzie was shocked when someone touched her hand. She looked up and saw it was Scott.

  “Relax, or it’s gonna hurt again,” he softly reminded her.