Two Cowboys For Her: An MMF Romance

by Ellie Rowe

  We spot her across the barn next to a bail of hay. At first, I think my eyes have tricked me. I blink a couple times and realize that I am indeed seeing what I think I am. Samantha is standing there waiting for us- completely naked.

  What. The. Fuck.

  “Well get over here, what are you guys waiting for?” she asks.

  We glance at each other before slowly walking towards her. The look on his face mirrors mine- shock and confusion. We’re oddly in the same boat here.

  “What’s going on?”

  “I’m glad you asked. See, the thing is- both of you haven’t been totally honest with me. And the only reason I’m not more upset about that is because I too haven’t been totally honest.”

  “Samantha I’m really confused.”

  “Just listen. Both of you were sent to me by my father. He promised you great things if you could lock down his crazy daughter, isn’t that right?”

  What the hell is happening right now? How could she possibly know about that? So many questions are running through my mind right now, and I can’t even make my mouth move to answer her.

  “Yes. I asked you out because your father told me to. But-” Asher starts.

  “No. That’s all I wanted to hear. Liam?”

  I meet her eyes, realizing that I can’t just stay silent.

  “Yes,” I manage to say.

  “Great. Thank you for admitting that. You’re probably wondering how I know this, but that doesn’t matter right now. I wanted to be honest with you two and tell you that I’ve known this even before you two asked me out. Does it hurt my feelings a little? Obviously. But when it comes down to it- I really like both of you. And I know that you’re fighting over me- competing if you will. Well, I’m here to kick that up a notch. If you guys want me- you’re going to have to show me just how much.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I want to fuck both of you… together. This way, I can really tell which one of you is the best.”

  Once again- I’m completely speechless. She wants us to what? There’s no fucking way. I wouldn’t be caught dead naked in front of Asher, let alone having sex with the same girl at the same time.

  “So let me get this straight- you want to have sex with both of us right now- at the same time? You want to have a threesome with me and my worst enemy? What makes you think we’re going to want to do that?”

  “Honestly? I haven’t thought about it. All that matters to me right now is you two proving to me how much you want me. Your job was to lock me down, to tame me. But since I knew of your task the whole time- you can’t exactly fulfill it, can you? No. But I will reward whoever I decide is the best. And if you want that reward- then you will participate. Period.”

  Silence in the barn. She has us beat. We’re completely backed into a corner here.

  The two of us can either agree to do this, and deal with whatever comes from that- or we can walk away right now, and just forget any of this ever happened. And right now- I have no idea which of those options I’m going to go with.

  I take a quick peek at Asher. He’s deep in thought. Seeing the look on his face, I know exactly what I want to do. There is no fucking way I’m going to leave this barn and let him have Samantha all to himself.

  I step forward, quickly filling in the gap between Samantha and I. Grabbing her perfect naked body, I push her into me before pushing my lips into hers.

  This is it. My decision is made, and there is no going back now. Asher is not going to take this gorgeous girl away from me- I’ll make sure of it.

  Fourteen

  Samantha

  As Liam and I kiss- I marvel over the way that he just decided to come and grab me. If I had placed bets, my money would have been on Asher. Liam really surprised me tonight, and in the best possible way.

  There was no doubt in my mind that they would choose to compete for me. What man in their right mind would pass this up? My only concern was how they would come to the decision.

  These are two of the most macho men I’ve ever met in my life. Everything is all about pride with them. They won’t be caught dead doing something not considered “manly”.

  So for them to agree to have sex with me, together? Well, let’s just say it speaks volumes about who they are- whether they realize that or not.

  Liam works his lips against mine, running his hands along my body. I can tell he wants me, badly- but he’s going to have to wait.

  I pull away and turn my gaze to Asher. He’s still planted in the same spot. Maybe he needs a bit of encouragement.

  I approach him, standing just close enough to him that my breasts are pressed up against his shirt. He meets my eyes, and I see it. A hint of need.

  Asher wants me. He wasn’t sitting here deliberating whether or not he was going to fight for me- he was waiting for me.

  He smirks at me- that sexy, devilish grin that I’ve come to know. Asher is hot.

  He lifts one hand up to my face, gently grazing my cheeks with the tips of his fingers. Chills shoot through my entire body, and my heart speeds up. I’m so ready for this.

  He slowly lowers his head until our lips are level, before pressing them to mine. My entire body melts into his, and I lose myself in the kiss, until suddenly I feel Liam’s hands on my body from behind.

  Liam kisses my necks, and all the way down my back until he reaches my ass. He gives it a good squeeze before lifting it up and burying his face underneath it, pressing his mouth into my pussy.

  A soft whimper escapes my body and I dig my nails deep into Asher’s back. My lips become more urgent against his as I try not to fall over.

  Liam continues lapping me up, and I can tell he’s enjoying it just as much as I am from the moans coming from not only me but him as well. All I want right now is to sit on that beautiful face and ride it.

  Just as that thought leaves my head- he stops, and Asher pulls away. It’s almost like the two men are in sync.

  I tear off Asher’s clothes, before turning to Liam and doing the same. As soon as all three of us are bare, I push Liam straight into the biggest bale of hay.

  He falls flat on his back, and I climb on stop of him, positioning my pussy right over his face and turning my body around so that I’m facing his feet. Next, I motion Asher over.

  Liam’s body hangs off of the hay bale from the knees down, so I’m able to lean forward so that I can suck Asher off while riding Liam’s face.

  And so it begins.

  I take Asher into my mouth- but only the tip. I suck on it, rub my lips against it, flick my tongue against it- and it seems to drive him crazy.

  When I’m sure that he’s had enough teasing, I begin slowly bobbing my head further down his cock, taking in another inch each time I go back down. When there are only three inches left, I take the rest in all at once.

  Asher moans, gripping my head and shoving it even further than I thought possible into the back of my throat. He keeps my head there for a moment longer, and I begin to choke on him, sputtering for a breath of air over his cock.

  He makes like he’s about to relieve my head, before slamming himself back in and then proceeding to fuck my throat out. I moan from the pleasure of Liam’s tongue against my pussy as I ride him faster and faster, trying to focus on anything but my need for air.

  Finally, Asher lets me go, and for a moment, his cock is out of my throat. I take one huge gulp of air in before going back for more.

  I want to show him what a life with me could really be like. He needs to see that I’m willing to do anything to give him that pleasure he so desperately wants.

  As he begins fucking my throat once again- this time with a faster, more intense rhythm- I reach under me to find Liam’s rock-hard cock. I take him in my hand and begin jacking him off, finding his sweet spot and increasing my speed.

  The three of us drift off into ecstasy, me choking on Asher’s cock while riding Liam’s face and jacking him off. I haven’t had a real breath of air in I don’t even know how long- b
ut somehow that makes me cum even harder.

  Asher follows my lead, cumming down my throat, before pulling himself out and letting the rest spurt out onto my face. As his hot cum drips down my cheeks, Liam bursts in my hands, covering me as well. I lick up the remaining of Asher’s cum, before getting up and bending over yet another bale of hay.

  “Fuck me,” I order Asher.

  He wastes no time giving my ass a quick smack and then plunging his cock deep into my pussy. It’s almost too much for me to handle- I forgot how thick he was, on top of being one of the longest cocks I’ve ever taken.

  As he starts fucking me, Liam takes position in front of me, right in front of my face. I gladly take his cock into my mouth just the way I did Asher’s.

  “Fuuck yesss- suck it just like that. Juust like that,” he coaxes me.

  “Mmmm,” I moan as I gobble him up.

  Asher slaps my ass as hard as he can, before quickly pulling out of my pussy and plunging himself all the way into my ass.

  I let Liam’s cock fall out of my mouth as I scream over the sudden switch.

  “Holy fuck!”

  “You like that? You like it when I surprise you?”

  “Mhmm,” I whimper.

  “You want me to go faster?” He asks.

  “Pleease oh my god!”

  His pace immediately speeds up, and Asher fucks the living shit out of me while I go back to choking on Liam’s cock.

  Fifteen

  Asher

  I wake to the feeling of warm sun rays being cast across my face, followed by the smell of earth and horses.

  My eyes peal open and they’re met with the unfamiliar ceiling of an old barn. After a moment of confusion, I register the soft warmth pressed against my chest. I look down to see a mop of bright blonde hair. I gently brush the mess aside to see the face of an angel at total peace.

  She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, and even in deep sleep the satisfaction on her face is plain to see.

  But then I notice a tan muscular arm draped over her waist. She’d used my chest as a pillow while Liam spooned her, acting as a blanket.

  Even in the summer the nights can get pretty cold here, but between us I’m sure she slept safe and warm.

  Something in my chest relaxes at the idea of her being so well tended to. She had her every need met last night, and we are a part of what ensured it.

  That’s the problem though. I was just a part. The memories of last night take turns assaulting me and then turning me on, sometimes even against my will.

  Seeing Liam ram his cock down her throat was infuriating. The carelessness as he shoved himself inside her ass. I remember the initial pain on her face as he did so, and my blood boils.

  I can’t believe that my own lust made me share her with that fucking asshole.

  When we took her from both front and behind at the same time, I could feel him inside her. We were practically rubbing each other off as our balls slapped against each other’s.

  Why does that thought not revolt me more? Why did I even agree to any of it in the first place?

  It was so she could choose who was better. That’s why.

  I try to rack my brain for any memory of her announcing who she’d chosen. I try to recall and count each orgasm we’d given her as a makeshift score system. My memory was pretty good but between the two of us her orgasms bled into one another, each one feeding on the last. In all my years I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman so satisfied.

  Steadily her eyes flutter open, her baby blues hit me like a splash of cool water.

  A decedent, blinding smile spreads across her face as she arches her back in a stretch that stirs Liam.

  “Good morning, you,” she says to me.

  “Mornin’,” I respond, trying with all my might to ignore the groans of the waking man behind her.

  “Mornin’ to you too,” he says to her while his arm wraps around her waist and pulls her back into him.

  The gesture would be enough to strike my ire, but the fact the half-asleep moron responded in a way that managed to both acknowledge and ignore me.

  “So,” I say as if the other man isn’t here. “Who’d you choose?”

  The question both sobers her and awakens Liam. I’m sure he was wanting the answer just as much as me.

  Her eyes begin to dodge mine, but I lean into her, demanding her focus. She unconsciously starts wrapping her fingers against Liam’s forearm, searching for an answer. The seconds go by as if they were minutes.

  “Um,” she drawls. “Option C?”

  “The fuck are you talking about?” I ask, my patience running out.

  She perks back up and says matter-of-factly.

  “You’re option A, he’s B, and both or neither is C.”

  “How do one of the options include more options?” The idiot asks.

  Though, truth be told, I’m thinking the same thing.

  “Because it was reeaally close,” she says while holding her hands a hair away from another. “So, I don’t know what to do with it just yet. Let’s, for now, file it under ‘to be determined.’”

  “No, let’s not,” I say as I sit up.

  Liam pushes himself up off the hay too. I can see that he’s just as annoyed by the outcome as I am.

  I gather up my clothes and knock off the strands of hay clinging to both them and me.

  Storming out of the barn, into the dewy morning I remember every single thing that fucker has done to me, along with the fact that Samantha just played the both of us.

  And I have to say- I’m pissed.

  Sixteen

  Liam

  I wait a second before leaving the barn. I don’t want to spend the long ride back within swinging distance of that shit kicker.

  “Alright come on, let’s get out of here.”

  I feel bad leaving Samantha high and dry, but I sure as hell didn’t sign up for this. I was supposed to swoop in, sweep her off her feet, and spend half a million on the wedding. Nowhere did the old man say I was going to do some crazy on the spot fuck-off to win the girl’s heart.

  Sure, last night was a hell of a lot of fun, but I’d be lying if I said that had anything to do with him. Samantha was hellfire in the best sense of the word, and with what we were doing to her, we had turned her fire into a raging inferno.

  But did it have to be with him of all people?

  As I ride back home, my mind drifts back to an old memory buried deep in the back of my mind.

  My family had a stud bull named Brutus. He was as big as a truck, and if you gave him a few feet to run he could hit like one.

  Him, his father, and his grandfather before him fathered hundreds upon hundreds of the cows in my family’s care. That line was the backbone of my family legacy.

  Now, because he and his forefathers were such important pillars of our business, they spent most of their lives close to the base ranch. Which, while it was a reasonable size, he and his one-and-a-half tons of fun needed more legroom than most. Occasionally, as a thanks to the big guy, we’d let him run free across the open range where the general herd would roam.

  Though, one day, the big guy didn’t come back with the herd. At the time, I figured he was enjoying some off the clock work time with a cute cow that caught his eye.

  So, I went out on horseback to go fetch him and found him lying dead in the fields with birds picking away at him. A hole in the side of his head big enough for me to stick my fist through told me someone came by and took a rifle to his head. It didn’t help that I just so happened to find his body on the border between my land and his.

  I tracked down that bastard before noon. Had I lost the last shred of sanity to which I was clinging, I’d have shot him on sight.

  “Did you shoot my bull??”

  “I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about son.”

  “You’re the only one around here that would do such a thing.”

  “If you don’t get out of here it’ll be you that�
�s got a bullet in him, not no damn bull!”

  Of course denied it, but he sure knew a lot about how much Brutus and his line had meant to my family. He knew just what wound that’d leave on my heart and my legacy.

  That man reminds me of Asher. The fact that he is the one that is standing between me and Samantha makes my blood boil. With the shit he’s pulled, he doesn’t deserve a woman like Samantha’s time of day.

  I might not know her the best outside of our exceptional physical compatibility, but the girl has a spark to her that’s second to none. Between her watery blue eyes and golden hair combined with her majestic face and body made for sin and then some, she is truly without equal.

  What does she see in him? I think about the way her smile turned drunk as he came inside her, the way her voice sounded like we were exorcising her demons when she took both of us at once. It plays in my mind on an endless loop.

  I can’t deny that, in my heart of hearts, I’m not sure I could ever bring her that pleasure alone. She was amazing our first time together and she did things with me that no other women had even tried to do before, but she wasn’t like she was last night.

  The greedy smile on her face as she indulged in both of us, like she wanted everything we could give her and more. The pride I felt in that moment was only matched by the shame I feel right now.

  Why the fuck hasn’t she made a decision? It isn’t that complicated. Him or me. Which do you want?

  After a long ride spent lost in thought, I’ve come to the conclusion that she’s likely playing the both of us, looking to get her thrills and maybe a gift or two. It wouldn’t be the first time it’d happen to me, and likely the same for him.

  “Fucking women.”

  Seventeen

  Samantha

  I breathe in the fresh air as I approach the gorgeous ranch I get to call home. I prefer not to have Dad with me, but I take the good with the bad. I know I can find solace in the comfort of my room and while riding my horse.