by Eden Rose
My tongue feels like lead in my mouth. I know that they are wanting some type of verbal confirmation that I’m interested in them the same way. I lean my head back onto Flip’s shoulder and stick my pussy out to meet Mack Truck’s dick. “Please,” I beg.
A set of hands wrap around my thighs to spread me open a little for a different set of hands to test me to make sure that I’m ready. Someone’s finger brushes over my thong and I moan out loudly at the sensation.
“Jesus Christ,” Mack Truck groans. “She’s so fuckin’ ready for us, brother.”
Flip nods his head in the curve of my neck. “Precious, I’ve wanted you for as long as I’ve known you. You have no idea how hard it has been for me to not throw you over my shoulder and fuck you.”
Feeling pretty brassy, I move my hips to gyrate on both of them. “Then stop talking about it, and let’s do it.”
“Who’s bike you want to ride on?” Mack Truck asks me against my Adam’s Apple.
I know why he’s asking this. He’s asking me who’s bike because that would be the person who I’m with. “No one’s bike,” I sputter out defiantly.
Flip chuckles against my ear. “You have to pick someone. Don’t worry about what it means.”
Feeling drunk on lust, I close my eyes tightly and take a deep breath. “One of you put me on your bike. Whoever’s bike I go on, you have to get me off twice.”
They both growl. “That’s not a hardship, precious.”
Melting into the sidewalk, I just let out a deep breath. “Tick tock, boys.”
A set of strong hands grab me by my waist and lift me up in the air. I feel the familiar cold yet soft leather seat of one of them. After I feel the shifting of the bike as one of them climbs on, I take a look. It’s Mack Truck.
I wrap my arms around his waist, resting my face on his back. I love the way his muscles ripple under my fingers and the smell of his leather cut.
In this moment on my way to what I’m only assuming is the clubhouse, I knew that I am exactly where I have always needed to be. These two men are so fucking sexy and sweet…
God damn it.
Just this afternoon I convinced myself that I needed to start being a normal woman who dates decent guys. Not bikers who live in the one percent.
Should I tell them to turn around and forget about all of this? Should I tell them that I need to be with a respectable man? Just the thought of having them drop me off makes my heart falter in its beating.
Am I really about to go to the clubhouse with two brothers and fuck them? I think I am. Actually, I know I am and it’s going to be fucking amazing.
FLIP
The scent of Britney’s hair and perfume follow me the whole way to my house. I love the smell of her perfume and whatever she uses in her hair because it makes her smell like a dessert that I’m about to devour.
Sure, I wanted her to ride on the back of my bike but Mack Truck had a point. It didn’t really fucking matter who’s bike she was on, as long as she’s going to be ours to share.
I’m about to share a woman that I’m in love with. With my brother. I honestly can’t remember if I’ve ever seen Mack Truck with the same girl more than once. He’s fucked the flies a couple of times but he’s never brought in fresh pussy.
Me, on the other hand, I like searching for new girls to bring into the club life. I don’t want to take a ride with a chick that’s fucked all my brothers before me. It doesn’t feel right and it makes me feel dirty.
I love sex as much as the next guy. Hell, probably more than the next guy. But I also like it when a woman truly cares about me. I’m tired of fucking the same type of girl over and over again.
You know that girl? The one with the daddy issues or who wants to belong so she sucks everyone’s dick? I don’t want that girl anymore.
While I’m driving down the winding road to my house that’s off the compound, I consider how contradictory that statement is. I want a girl that’s not a fly but yet I’m bringing one home with me? I’m fucking messed up.
My house is my sanctuary that I had built with the money left to me from my father’s will. My father had always wanted an off the grid cabin but I couldn’t live off the grid like he wanted. I need to be close to civilization. Instead, I settled for a house that resembles a cabin in the woods next to a lake.
The house has four bedrooms, a wide ass kitchen, two full bathrooms, and an amazing fucking master bedroom with a fireplace in it. Off to the side, has a hot tub attached to the patio.
My dick hardens while riding the bike and thinking of Britney in the hot tub with me. Thinking about the water that runs down her body. Thinking about those perfect lips wide open in a moan that shakes my whole body while she’s riding my dick.
I can just imagine her perfect body bowed on me.
I pull into the driveway first, opening the garage for the both of us to park in there. One of the things that I require with my brothers coming over, is that they park in the garage to not draw attention.
The Plague still hasn’t retaliated and it’s only a matter of time before they strike.
After my engine is turned off, I climb off my bike walking towards Britney to help her off Mack Truck’s bike. I lift her up by her hips and she comes willingly with me. “Hey, precious. You have fun?” I ask her.
Her thighs are shaking a little as she tries to steady herself. Mack Truck slides off his bike with a smile on his face. The lucky bastard spent the last twenty minute drive with her thighs wrapped around his hips.
I lean in to rest my lips against hers. I take everything she has to give me and I don’t wait for her to ease into it. She gasps giving me the perfect entry to ease my tongue in her mouth. I slip my hands over her body and place them on the cheeks of her ass. I squeeze.
“Holy shit, hot damn!” Mack Truck states.
I break out of the kiss and as I do, Britney’s eyes are dilated from lust. Mack Truck is resting on his knees behind Britney with her thong in his hand.
“Did you just rip that off me?” She squeals.
He chuckles while he sniffs it. “Shit, you smell fucking good enough to eat all night.”
“You guys are crazy,” she mutters.
Shaking my head, I lean over her to grab the back of her thighs. I pick her up and she wraps her long legs around me. “Should we go inside, brother?” I ask.
“Fuck yeah. It’s been too long and I need something from her.”
“What?” She questions.
I’m carrying her inside of my house and the warmth of her pussy is driving me insane. She’s so fucking warm that I’m hard enough to drill holes in the wall. My dick is begging me to whip it out and fuck the shit out of her but this has to be special.
Mack Truck stands behind Britney with his fingers plumping her nipples getting them nice and hard causing Britney to moan loudly. Her moan echoes inside the garage.
I nudge my head to the left to encourage him to open the door. “This is it, precious. After we open the door and step inside, everything changes. You get what I’m telling you?” I inform her. “I need you to know what this means.”
BRITNEY
“I need you to know what this means,” Flip’s raspy voice makes the hairs on the back of my neck go up from the promises in his words.
I’m too drunk on lust and love to even begin to fathom what the fuck he’s talking about. How could he expect me to have a conversation with him regarding our relationship status? I’m trying so hard to not think about how I’m about to fuck two guys at once… How this makes me a whore.
How this makes me every bit of the biker whore that my son’s classmates think I am.
Mack Truck’s hands grip my hips tightly and he’s flush against my back. I lean my head against his shoulder feeling the need to touch both of them. I need to feel both of them right now to convince myself that this isn’t a dream.
I take one of my hands from Flip’s neck, stick it behind me to grab ahold of Mack’s neck. With the hand still on F
lip’s neck, I pull him closer. Both men’s faces are brushing my face on either side.
“I know what this means,” I whisper. I’m lying through my fucking teeth. I have no idea what this means but I’m not going to be a little girl by overthinking.
“Good,” Mack Truck whispers in my ear. “I’ve been waiting a long ass time for you.”
My body shivers as his growly words flow over me. “I’ve been waiting forever for the both of you.”
Flip chuckles a little against my neck. “Enough talking. Baby, we’re gonna take you up to my room and lay you out on the bed. We’ll take turns in feasting on your sexy body until your body can’t come anymore. Then, and only then, we might stop.”
I don’t get another word in because they’re carrying me towards the stairs. I’m not so far gone that I don’t recognize how beautiful Flip’s house is. I’ve never seen it before- it’s always been a secret. For a reason I couldn’t classify, this means more to me than anything right now. He trusts me enough to let me in his home. To let Mack Truck in his home.
My body is buzzing from the anticipation.
The gust of wind as I travel through it, hits my overheated skin making me shiver. My back hits the softness of a bed and the smell of Flip invades my senses. My eyes snap open so I can see what they are going to do next.
Both men’s eyes are hooded from lust and they are standing at the edge of the bed with a look of wonder on their face. It’s almost as if they can’t believe that I’m here. Feeling mischievous, I lean back on my elbows to make my tits jump a little. I take one hand to the strap of my dress, pulling it down ever so slightly to tease them.
Mack Truck’s eyes narrow while he looks at the movement of my hands. That’s when he gets a sly smile on his face and nudges Flip with his elbow. “You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’, bro?”
Nodding, Flip’s eyes light up and he strolls over to the closet with the swagger that makes my mouth water.
The anticipation is killing me! My heart is racing so fast in my chest, my pussy is so wet that it’s almost uncomfortable and I’m dying for relief. Any relief! Did they bring me over here to have me sit on the bed and watch me? That’s stupid. “Are you guys just going to tease me or…?” I question.
“Take off your clothes,” Flip announces just as he walks out of the closet with something silky in his hands. “Take off your clothes right now before we tear them off.”
I have a feeling that he means business. I don’t even care about being sexy anymore and I climb up to my knees to take my dress off. Reaching behind me, I unzip the slinky dress. After the zip has reached the end, I pull the straps down more to take it all the way off. Both of their eyes are watching my movements and I feel the heat of their lust.
The fabric of my dress is bunched around my waist with my tits hanging out of the top of my lacey bra that I wore in case I got some on my date.
I don’t get a chance to reach behind me because Mack Truck holds his hand out telling me to stop. I don’t move at all, but I watch him walk behind the bed and feel the weight of the mattress sink to hold him.
Something cool is placed over my eyes. I reach up to touch it but my hands are slapped away by Flip climbing on the bed in front of me.
“If it gets to be too much, let us know, precious. We’re hangin’ on by a fuckin’ thread right now.”
“Don’t hold back,” I whisper brazenly. “I’m ready for it. I’m ready for you. Both of you.”
MACK TRUCK
It’s finally about to happen. I’m going to get a taste of Britney again and I can’t fucking wait. It’s been two years since the last time that I sunk into her tight body. For the past two years, I’ve kept my distance knowing that she would mean more to me than just a quick fuck. I’ve waited and now I get to have her.
The only thing? I’m about to share her with Flip. Does it make me a sick fucking bastard that I’m actually turned on by the thought of Flip watching me fuck Britney? Does it make me a gross person that I’m turned on by thinking of him with her? I can’t wait to see her eyes dilated from the pleasure while we both sink into her body.
My brother came prepared after he took the trip to the closet to grab the blindfold. We decided that it would make it easier for Britney if she surrendered herself to us without her vision. But, he grabbed a couple of his toys from the closet.
Sitting on the bed next to us, is a bottle of lube, all different styles of butt plugs, anal beads, and different sizes of dildos. My eyebrows shoot up at the sight of them but then I think about what is happening. He’s trying to get her ready to take the both of us at the same time.
We’re about to share Britney and I’m too fucking hard.
I place both my hands on her straps of her bra, pulling them down until the tips of her nipples are sticking out from the lace. “Fuck,” I breathe out. Her tits are fuller than they were the last time that I saw them and she now has her nipples pierced.
Flip’s already on them. His lips close around her right nipple and his left hand plucks the other nipple until it’s taut from the sensation.
After I flick the clasp of her bra, slide it off her arms, fully baring her to his vision, I slam my mouth down on her beating pulse in her neck. I suck her sensitive skin into my mouth and nibble. She moans loudly, gyrating her body from left to right against my dick.
“Does it feel good? Does it feel good to be at our mercy?” I ask her with my lips at her ear.
“Uh, huh,” she groans breathily. “So good.”
Her little hand reaches behind her and I feel it close over my dick. She squeezes me through the fabric of my jeans. “Let me touch you,” she murmurs.
“I don’t know, brother. Do you think we should?” I ask Flip. Honestly, I don’t give a fuck if he thinks we should or not, I need something from Britney. I’m pulled too tight right now.
I can see his teeth bite down on her nipple. “Let’s lay her back,” he suggests.
With my left hand, I reach around her body and pull on her freed nipple. She groans. “You heard the man, gorgeous. Lay back so we can feast on the beautiful body.”
She doesn’t wait a second longer to follow directions and her body is spread out on the bed. A flood of red hair spreads out around her head.
Her nipples are hard, pointing up at me begging for attention. Her thighs are glimmering from her arousal and I’ve had enough waiting. Carefully, I climb in between her thighs, unbuckle my jeans so I can grab my dick. I squeeze the base of my dick, hard, to relieve some pressure.
“You got him so hot, precious. He’s so fuckin’ hard for you,” Flip murmurs over her face. I see that he’s shedding his clothing too.
I nod my head at him to let him know that I’m done with the teasing game. It’s time to get to the main show. It’s over with now.
I grip the back of her thighs to spread her open for me. My eyes zero in on her hard clit that’s sticking out between her lips. “Jesus, you’re too fucking gorgeous,” I murmur and slam my mouth down on her pussy. I suck her clit in my mouth, tugging the little ball of nerves until she’s squirming.
With one hand, I slip a finger into her tight pussy to get it wet and stick it in her tight ass. “Oh god!” She screams and bows her back up.
Flip’s leaning his body over her mouth and his dick is brushing against her lips. Normally, I would be fucking disgusted at seeing his dick, but it’s fucking hot that he’s turned on while watching me eat the fuck out of this hot pussy.
My finger presses deep in her ass, the tight ring of muscle making room for me. I slurp up her juices that gush out of her pussy and suck her clit harder. She’s moving against my mouth quickly.
“Jesus, fuck!” Flip yells. I look up to see his head thrown back and Britney’s mouth swallowing his dick whole. “She sucks dick like a champ!”
Her thighs begin to quake and she’s cries out around Flip’s dick. Carefully, I withdraw my finger to add my index, middle and ring finger in her ass to spread her out a little mor
e but my thumb is shuttling in and out of her pussy. I know that she’s about to come but she’s fighting the powerful orgasm that’s about to hit her.
After unlatching my mouth from around her clit, I look up at her flushed body. “Come for me, baby. Come so hard you feel like you’re about to pass out. I want to taste your come,” I taunt her.
Flip’s thrusting his hips against her lips and she’s moaning around him.
Carefully, I pull my fingers out of her body but before she gets too comfortable, I jam them back in. I suck her clit in my mouth and tug on it. It’s a matter of seconds before she’s moaning loudly and moving against my mouth and coming. Her juices taste so good, I lap them up. With the last jolt of her hips, I know that I’ve milked every ounce of her come out of her body.
Flip slips his dick out of her mouth and slaps her tit. “Was that good? Did you like him sucking your clit so hard that you shattered?” He taunts her.
Britney’s lips are red, puffy and pulled into a smile of pleasure. “You’re so good,” she murmurs to me with praise.
I slip out between her thighs, and fall to the bed. “Are you on the pill?” I ask her. Personally, I don’t give a fuck if she is on it or not. I would love to see her swollen with my baby. Or even Flip’s.
What the fuck is happening to me? I go from thinking about keeping her to myself to picturing Flip in the mix of it.
“Yeah,” she mumbles.
“Lift her up and place her on my dick,” I instruct Flip.
He lifts her up by her hips and it’s not long before she’s hovering over my dick. I grip the base of my shaft and her tight pussy sheathes me completely.
The inside of her pussy feels like a glove as it squeezes me. Getting accustomed to my dick. Preparing her for more. “Oh my fuckin’ god, gorgeous. You’re too fuckin’ tight,” I praise her.
She throws her head back, reaching her hand out to grab Flip but he’s grabbing the toys off the bed to get them ready. “I’m going to get your body ready for me, too. I’m gonna fuck you so good that you can’t walk. You want that? You want to feel both your men in you?”