by Lake, Brair
Shrugging his shoulders, “Yeah, but Amy gives good head.”
“They all do kid.”
Standing up, Fudge looks over at Lacey, “Lacey’s always up for a good time come on.”
Moving on to the dance floor, Fudge and Crabby surround Lacey, crowding her in.
“Hi boys” she greets, her hips and whole body moving to the music, her arms up in the air.
Crabby moves in front of her, pushing his body close; soon, they are draped round each other, with Lacey sucking on his neck. Fudge pushes his body behind, nuzzling in to her neck, his hands stroking her hip. His cock becoming hard as Lacey gyrates her hips against him. As they become lost in the music, Fudge’s hands slides low, under her skirt. Listening to the tempo of her breathing, as it changes to that of arousal. Feeling her rub her crotch against Crabby’s thigh, he pushes his hips harder against her, forcing her further on to Crabby’s thigh. Unsteady, Lacey slightly stumbles.
“Let’s make this a private party,” Fudge whispers. Smiling, Lacey takes a hold of Crabby and follows Fudge into the Club’s office.
Closing the door, not bothering to turn the light on; all three are soon naked. Fudge's, golden body, sculptured from the boxing matches and workouts he does with Tabby, the clubs Treasure. His dick is above average size. At the moment it is bouncing against my stomach. The swelling of lust having doubled its size.
“Down on your knees bitch.” passing Lacey a condom to cover my cock. No matter how much I want my cock sucked, I always cover it before going inside any whores mouth or pussy.
Going to her knees, Lacey expertly covers my cock with the condom. Then as she spits on her hands, she begins to pump my cock. Her ministrations are short and quick. That girl knows how to give a hand job and before long, I feel the steady throb of blood pounding through my cock.
Threading my fingers through her hair, she takes my cock in to her experienced mouth. Sucking me making sure that her teeth avoid causing any damage to his favorite body organ. As she is taking me in deep, my cock pushes against the back of her throat. Taking a deep breath, when suddenly her head pushes forward, bouncing against my stomach. I open my eyes to see what is happening. To find Crabby between her legs, his arm jiggling, a sure sign that his fingers are in her pussy, finger fucking her.
Grinding my teeth, to prevent my release, my cock is hard and throbbing. Lacey is playing with my cock. I love the way that Lacey’s mouth plays while she is trying to stay steady as Crabby fucks her harder with his fingers. His other hand holding her hip as steady as possible. Lacey growls against my cock, sending vibrations through the shaft. At this sensation, my hips begin to thrust faster, pushing my cock further down her throat. As I hit the back of her throat, Lacey makes a gagging noise but does not stop her ministrations as she takes me in deeper, While Crabby continues to finger fuck her pussy.
“Fuck, yeah, suck it harder bitch.” I instructs her, my hands now tight in her hair. Looking down at Crabby, in my passion haze I see that Crabby has removed his fingers, fingers which are covered in the bitch’s fuck juices. He is moving them to her ass, pushing in her, stretching her, fuck that’s hot.
“Fuck, bitch, keep it up” I yell, as I try to hold back my release. I don't want to cum in her mouth. Pulling out, I slide under her so that I am now flat on my back. Spreading her legs wide with mine, I thrust in to her, taking her hard and deep.
“Fuck Fudge.” she screams, as my huge cock fills her, stretching her.
“That’s just what I’m doing baby, fucking you.”
Hearing and feeling her laughter against my neck. I know she is enjoying my cock inside her and that she’s not hurting. That she is with me all the way, As I continue to fuck her, I feel Crabby’s fingers pressing against the thin membrane that separates her pussy and ass hole.
“Fuck boys, I’m going to cum.” Lacey tells us. Feeling her flinch and hearing the sound of flesh against flesh, I know Crabby has just slapped her ass cheek.
Now it’s my turn to laugh “No your not, you’re gonna wait until Crabby has his dick deep inside your ass.”
“Fuck Crabby, she’s leaking like an oil gusher.” I yell over to him “Stick that cock in her now!”
This time it is Crabby who laughs, “Sure thing boss, just putting the brolly on.”
“Fuck Crabby it's not brolly is raincoat.” I correct him.
“Don’t matter what the word is they both do the same job. Keeps you covered from whatever shits coming your way.” Lifting his head up at me he grins, “Yeah, pun intended.”
“Will you two shut the fuck up and just fuck me. Girl hanging here.” This time it is me who slaps Lacey's nice rounded ass as I start to fuck her hard.
“Oh yeah, just like that.”
As I pound into Lacey, I feel Crabby pushing his cock in to her. With a groan from Lacey, I stop with my thrusting. Waiting and letting Crabby make his way inside her. Holding her hips tight to stop Lacey from moving. Crabby soon has his cock all the way in. When he is settled, I pull my cock out, then I push it back in. Realizing that Crabby is pulling out, soon we have the perfect rhythm, as I pull out, Crabby slides in, as I push in Crabby slides out. In my ear, I, hear Lacey’s breathing changing, as it becomes more labored. Her hands are in a death grip on my shoulders. By the time we are finished, I am going to have bruises there, spreading her legs further and sucking on her neck I raise my hips hard into her.
“Fuck I’m going to explode” Crabby gives about a five second warning before he comes hard in her. Feeling his cock emptying against the membrane. When he is finished, Crabby pulls out. Standing as he removes the used condom from his cock to drop it in to the trash can after tying the ends, before he starts to dress.
Rolling Lacey on to her back, I thrust several more times, knowing that my release is eminent.
“Fuck it bitch, cum now.” with a groan, Lacey's orgasm is hard on her and I feel her body shudder round my cock, as I find my own release. Emptying my cum into the latex.
Removing my spent cock, to lean back on my knees, I check that Lacey is all right, as she has gone limp and her eyes are closed.
Crabby who is now fully dressed, passes me some tissues. Cleaning Lacey of her juices, as I touch her, she flinches a little.
“You OK?”
“Fuck, yeah, just totally fucked. I’ll be lucky if I can walk tomorrow.”
“You staying here all night or coming back to the party?”
“Too tired to move, you go back, I’ll catch up with you both later.”
Laughing I remove the condom, disposing of it. Leaving Lacey where she is I put my clothes back on and rejoin the party.
Ellie Wright
Ellie Wright was a mess; her blond hair pulled back in an unkempt ponytail, her brown eyes red and swollen from all the crying she had been doing. A nose, which was dry and sore from the constant sniffling of mucus that she was forever wiping away. For two days she had not dressed. Wearing the same pajamas and housecoat she had been wearing when they had called.
The Chaplain and the officer were from Carl’s regiment. There had been no easy way they could have told me this, they had tried to be as gentle as possible, Carl is dead, killed by an insurgents attack. Not that they had used those words, No they had tried to sugar coat it, placate me with meaningless words.
No, they had it wrong. Carl was fine, he is coming home in a couple of weeks. One more tour to compete, and then he was leaving the service. Starting his own security business. On his last leave, he had started to make contacts.
“Mommy, why are you crying?” Amelia asks as she climbs on to my knee. My beautiful little girl, who will never see her father again. Toby his son. Who is growing up in the image of Carl, came to sit next to me, his arms hugging me.
Although they knew something was wrong. Toby and Amelia still had to be told, that their father was not coming home. A father they loved and missed. In the kitchen, there is a countdown calendar, letting them know how many sleeps they have left before his ret
urn. Amelia is a daddy’s girl and I was going to break her heart. They are my babies, I should not have to be telling them what a horrid vile place this world is. Taking away the people that you love.
Carl and I were childhood, sweethearts. He had taken me to the school prom, relieving us both of our virginities after the party. Making a hash of it, but it had still been beautiful. The condom had split and we had being scared in case I was pregnant. We had been one of the lucky ones. It was to be another four years before Toby made his appearance, a year later Amelia had come along. Everything they did, they did as a couple.
Not wanting to cry in front of the children, I close my eyes tight. It didn't prevent the tears from falling. “how was I going to bring my children up without a daddy. It was not fair.”
Hugging myself, I want Carl to hold me in his arms. To wake up beside him, as he tells me it was a stupid dream. That it wasn't real, but none of that was going to happen.
“Mommy you’re hurting me,” Amelia, cries, tears starting to form in her eyes.
“I’m sorry flower, why don’t you and Toby go and find grandma and see if there are any biscuits?” bribing them both. With a squeal of excitement at the unexpected treat, they race out of the living room, leaving me to my thoughts.
Hearing a bike approach, I look out of the window and see a biker pull up into the drive way. Soon, Nick Winchester is striding up to the door. Scot must have told him what had happened. Scot is Carl’s older brother. Both Scot and Carl are members of the local MC, Devils Comfort. Not wanting to see anyone, I ignore the bell as it rang. Carl’s mother however, has a different opinion, opening the door, as she let Nick in.
Upcoming books in the Brothers of Devils Comfort MC
Book 1 Inferno & The Good Girl RD26 April2014
Book 2 Linc’s Retribution ERD 31 August2014
Book 3 TTBC ERD 31 Dec2014
Book 4 TTBC ERD 30 April 2015
Book 5 TTBCERD 31 August 2015