Fearless - A Big Girls & Bad Boys Romance

by Cameron, D. H.

  I fiddled with Jack’s belt as I began to stroke Butch. He groaned at my soft touch and I felt him swell with lust in my hand. Finally, I got Jack’s belt unfastened and then went to work on his jeans until I lost patience and tugged hard popping the metal button free and pulling the zipper open in one smooth motion. I wasted no time in freeing Jack from his briefs and took him in my hand as well. I stroked both men at the same time and it was flat fucking wild.

  “You watching, Rogue?” I asked seductively and I pulled Butch’s fat shaft closer to my lips and kissed it softly.

  “You bet your fat ass, doll!” he said as I took Butch between my lips. Butch moaned as I softly slid my lips down his length taking him deeper into my mouth and then back again.

  “I love being a biker,” Butch said. Jack laughed and the men high-fived as I devoured Butch’s cock. He felt warm in my mouth and soft like velvet but hard as steel underneath. Jack couldn’t match Butch’s girth but he was longer by barely an inch. Both men were blessed with beautiful equipment, however, the kind that makes a girl wet just gazing at it and boy was I wet. This was so naughty, so indulgent and so exciting. I couldn’t wait until I had both of these men inside of me as I screamed and sobbed as they brought me to countless climaxes.

  I’d worked up a good rhythm on Butch, my full lips and my soft hand fondling his balls as I stroked Jack with the other. Soon both men leaked freely. I savored the taste of Butch’s salty-sweet treat while I used Jack’s clear, slippery juices to lubricate his shaft. I could hardly believe what I was doing. It was more than a little surreal. However, it was wildly thrilling and I knew it could only get better. A moment later, I released Butch and moved towards Jack, sucking his cock now as I stroked Butch’s slippery tool.

  Even though I was doing all the work, I felt like some kind of queen or goddess. Maybe it was because I was so aroused though neither of these men had dared touch me yet. Maybe it was because it wasn’t that long ago I couldn’t imagine a man as hot as these two wanting me. Now I was pleasuring two sexy bikers there was no doubt either of them wanted me desperately. I stared up into Jack’s eyes as I bobbed my head and my lips caressed his length. I worked my tongue over the underside of his crown as Jack’s manhood drooled into my mouth.

  After a minute, I moved back to Butch, never letting either man suffer even a moment without my touch as I did. Then back to Jack for a minute or two, then back to Butch and so on. Servicing these two men made me feel both sexy and alluring as well as more than a little brazen. A month past, I wouldn’t have considered doing something like this for fear of what others might think or how they would judge me. Now I couldn’t imagine not indulging my deep dark fantasies.

  I admit I might have been making up for lost time. I’d moved pretty fast since I’d met Jack and Sarah. I’d changed my look, the way I dressed and the way I acted. I spent less time at my condo alone watching sappy movies and more time out with Jack getting fucked up and having wild sex. I went out with Sarah proudly despite the fact most people could figure out exactly what she was. I wasn’t out of control but this was a bit unexpected. But hey, I was a biker bitch now and being spontaneous and impetuous was part of that, right?

  As I sucked on Jack’s rock hard cock and slid my hand up and down Butch’s fat shaft, I suddenly abandoned the two men and I could almost feel the mix of relief and regret in them. Both were wildly excited and I wasn’t being gentle. Either man could have exploded if I pushed them a bit harder but nobody wanted that yet, least of all me. That didn’t mean they wanted me to stop showering their big tools with attention.

  “Get naked you two and come get me,” I said seductively, the excitement and whiskey giving me confidence. I turned and walked down the length of the trailer towards Jacks’ bedroom, grabbing my Jack Daniels on ice along the way and taking a sip or three as I went. This wasn’t going to be an all-night affair I was already sure. Both men were already dreadfully aroused and I just needed to get fucked. I hit the switch once I got to the bedroom and the black lights brought the posters on the walls to life. Behind me, the two men were making a racket as they tried to undress as quickly as possible. I lay on the faux fur bedspread that was usually white but glowed under the black lights, face down, my ass facing the narrow doorway and waited as I finished off my drink. The trailer shook as the men struggled to get naked and come get me.

  Suddenly, the two men were behind me but I ignored them. I let them take in my curvy form, my round ass, my shapely legs, as I held the glass up and rattled the ice around inside. “I need some more whiskey and one of you needs to eat my pussy,” I said without regarding them. I could sense there was some confusion behind me. Which man would take on which task?

  “You’re the guest,” Jack finally said, walked to the side of the bed and took my glass from my hand.

  “Hurry back, Rogue,” I said seductively without looking at him. He chuckled and left. I flipped over onto my back, catching Butch by surprise as I shot him a smoky look. I think that’s what made this so exciting. They were like boys in a candy store, wide-eyed and full of wonder. I, on the other hand, was in control, tempting them as only a woman can tempt a man. “You going to stand there all night or you going to suck my pussy, Butch?” I asked provocatively.

  “You’re fucking sexy as hell, Brandy. I love that fat, bald pussy,” he said and then attacked me. I squealed as his bearded face pressed against my thighs and his lips hit my soaking wet petals. His tongue swept up through my folds and then zeroed on my swollen nub as a finger sank into my moist tunnel. Yeah, I was way beyond soft and slow at this point.

  “Fuck! Make me come you sexy son of a bitch!” I demanded and Butch’s eyes smiled up at me as he did his best to do as I wanted. “Hurry your ass up, Rogue,” I shouted wanting him to watch me orgasm. A moment later, he appeared and handed me my glass, then sat behind me and let me rest on his thighs as Butch devoured me. “I’m going to come, Rogue!” I told him and took a sip of the whiskey. His eyes looked into mine for a moment but then he greedily watched his old lady enjoy another man.

  A moment later, I handed Jack the glass and immediately let go. The torrid sensations burned through my like a wild fire, the pleasure nearly intolerable. I gasped, then moaned and then screamed as Butch’s attention finally gave me what I needed. My back arched and my thighs clamped down on the biker’s bald head as I alternated between giggles and sobs. I managed to regain my senses, took the glass back and slammed its contents.

  “Ass! I need a tongue on my ass,” I told the men. I let them figure out how best to indulge my desires. Suddenly, Jack set my glass down and picked me up as I laughed. I wound up on top of him, his cock in my face and my pussy hovering over his. We knew what to do and soon we were both orally pleasing the other. Butch took my big ass in his hands, spread it wide and went down on me. Now that was flat fucking amazing!

  Jack, however, would not enjoy my warm, wet mouth for long. I squeezed his thick shaft for all I was worth as I threw my head back and screamed in abject ecstasy. Jack sucked on my swollen nub as Butch was wiggling his tongue just inside my backdoor. Another ferocious climax ripped through me and left me panting and sobbing for more. I needed those big men inside of me, but not yet. I could do this for a while.

  The two bikers continued to torment me with their mouths as I writhed and wailed on top of Jack. Everything down there was slippery and hot, ready to accept my two lovers but it felt so damn good. But the men had needs too and it wasn’t long before they took control of the situation. I was tossed to the bed like a ragdoll and the men positioned themselves without so much as a single word working together like a well-oiled machine. I wondered how many times they had done this. Butch lay on his back, his glistening cock standing tall and ready. Jack waited on his knees next to me, his long shaft so hard it looked painful.

  “Ladies choice, doll,” Jack offered. I knew what he meant. I thought it over for a brief moment and made my decision. I suppose it didn’t matter who got what first because I was
determined to sample all these men had to offer.

  “I might be a drunk and I might be horny, but if you two are even the least bit gentle, I’ll fucking kick your asses,” I said, straddled Butch and impaled my soft sex on his steel tool. Jack didn’t waste a moment. He pressed his crown against me and began to work himself into me. This wasn’t my first rodeo, so to speak. Jack took my backdoor a week after we kissed and made up and I’d experimented on my own before I’d met him. I knew that any pain the act caused was worth it as the sensations were nothing short of amazing.

  “Oh yeah! Do it, Rogue!” I encouraged him and then reached behind me and grabbed the root of his shaft and pulled him deeper. Whiskey always made it easier, relaxing me and dulling my senses a bit. I groaned as the resistance gave way and Jack slowly sank into me. I wanted to cry it felt so good but I wasn’t prepared for what it would feel like once both men got going. Jack wrapped an arm around me, his fingers digging into my breast. The other grasped a handful of my dark hair and he pulled my head back forcefully. Butch’s hands roamed my hips and thighs lustily.

  Then the men began to thrust. Oh my good God! I felt like I might be split in two but it was deliciously decadent. Jack pinched my nipple and pulled my hair harder. “You like this?” he demanded as he built up a head of steam. I couldn’t answer. I was too busy trying not to lose my mind. I desperately worked my hips trying to get more as the men hammered into me. The tension built, the floodgates bowed. It was only a matter of time.

  “Oh God! Oh, fuck! Oh sweet...,” I shouted but the final words were lost as I succumbed to the bliss. I grabbed the arm Jack embraced me with and dug my nails in to his skin with one hand and with the other, I reached down and found my hard little nub. I shuddered and gasped as the tension was released. I couldn’t manage more than a squeak and a whimper at first as the intensity took my breath away. But finally, I shrieked as the amazing feelings spread from my core like hot, electric honey.

  “Come, you sexy bitch!” Butch urged me and then took my face in his hands and squeezed. He forced his finger between my lips, not because I didn’t want it but because I was clenching my teeth trying to endure the climax that ravaged me. As I figured out what he wanted, however, I allowed the intrusion and sucked his finger like a little cock. Conscious thought on my part was out of reach. I reacted in desperate need, instinctually doing what my body demanded to satisfy my lust.

  “You like two dicks in you?” Jack asked and tugged my hair. I simply nodded as another orgasm rocked me. I moaned and sucked on Butch’s finger until I couldn’t stand it and then screamed. Jack tweaked my nipple and Butch slapped my face gently. I opened my eyes and stared at him. He did it again, harder and I loved it. I reached back with both hands, dug my nails into my lush behind and spread it wide as the two bikers ravaged me.

  I’d barely recovered when I was lifted up thrown to the bed. Jack had fire in his eyes and Butch’s were full of desire too. It was Butch that took me first. He pushed my legs over his head and sank his thick shaft into my ass. I cried out as he thrust wildly and desperately. This was just too good to express. Jack knelt next to us, stroking himself slowly as his friend fucked me silly. I climaxed again, my screams now giving way to whimpers and sobs.

  “Damn it, doll, you look so beautiful,” Jack told me. I’m sure I was a wreck. Tears of joy streamed down my face and my makeup was probably ruined. I was flushed and covered in perspiration, my hair matted to my face and neck. But I knew that turned him on. Then Butch let me be and I could see he was ready to lose control and needed a break. Jack took his place, rolling me onto my shoulders and sinking his massive manhood into my backdoor again. I plunged two fingers into my dripping pussy as I rubbed my hard button.

  It took but a moment to reach climax again. I wailed and gasped as Jack had his way with me. “Oh my God. Fuck me harder, Rogue! Please, fuck me harder,” I pleaded. He did what he could as I enjoyed a wild orgasm that had me sobbing and shaking my head in disbelief. Jack grunted and grimaced as he gave me all he had. Then he left me lying there as his own impending release had to be denied. I wasn’t done, however, and I just continued to pleasure myself as the men regained their composure.

  I still hadn’t gotten exactly what I wanted though and after I had a nice little climax, I managed to get up on my knees and took control of the situation. “Stand up!” I ordered Jack. He took a deep breath and did as I directed. I all but jumped on him, hugging his neck and wrapping my legs around him. Jack sensed what I wanted and he helped guide himself into me. Damn, that was nice!

  “Now you, put that fat thing in my ass,” I ordered Butch like some crazy whore. He got up and helped Jack hold me aloft, his cock finding its way into me. Perfect! “Do your worst, boys!” I urged them. I began to bounce on their rigid shafts, each man thrusting as well. I was utterly helpless, at their whims as they held me between them. I let my arms stretch out as I locked my fingers behind Jack’s neck and turned to kiss Butch. We shared a deep kiss and then I turned and kissed Jack as Butch kissed the back of my neck. This was my fantasy down to every detail that mattered. My body was tired and my head swimming. My earlier ragged climaxes had given way to warm and pleasant orgasms that allowed me to enjoy them fully.

  I let the men make love to me as they wished. I shared kisses with both men as they thrust into me vigorously. I wasn’t sure, however, what I wanted. Did I want them to finish inside or did I want to be covered in their warm orgasms? Not that I wanted this to end. I didn’t. I wanted this to go on forever but I knew my body was already pushed to its limits and the men weren’t going to last forever. They were both covered in sweat, their muscles straining as they jackhammered into me. They were as hard as could be and I could feel their juices flowing from them, even leaking from me.

  I was able to, for a few precious moments, grasp the situation. I was fucking two men. I was having sex with another woman’s husband. Just then, Ruth’s husband moved his hand up my body to grasp my breast and I saw Butch’s wedding ring. I knew Ruth was likely enjoying that couple she pointed out, maybe even at that very moment. This was easily the kinkiest thing I’d ever done in my life. Another climax scattered the thoughts though. I couldn’t express how I felt so I simply cried. I knew there was no way to fully appreciate what I was doing in the moment.

  Jack kissed me and I saw in his eyes the way he felt. I felt it too. We were sharing something pretty special, something most couples never could and I had this feeling it only made us stronger. Then I was suddenly released and I knelt on the floor. I knew what my two bikers needed and reached up to take a thick, wet cock in each hand. I stroked them firmly but slowly. Now it was their turn to savor the moment.

  “Come on, boys. Come for Brandy. Rogue, do it! Butch, come all over me,” I told them. Butch began to gasp for air and his fat cock swelled even further in my hand. I offered him my face and he didn’t waste any time covering me in his warm orgasm. “Fuuuck!” he shouted and then roared as I stroked every precious drop from him. My face was covered and I tasted him as I licked my lips. Then he slumped and I slowed my strokes but caressed him still.

  “Come on, Rogue. Let’s see what you’ve got,” I told Jack as I offered him my face now. He tensed and then exhaled as he exploded all over me. I took it like a champ, staring into his eyes as he added to the mess. I stroked him slowly as more and more poured from him and finally he growled, grit his teeth and it was over. I played with the two bikers, teasing their sensitive glans and enjoying their reactions.

  “That was perfect. Thank you, Butch, for agreeing to this,” I said as I stood and wiped my mouth clean with my hand before kissing him. Then I turned to Jack as I sucked the thick, warm liquid from the back of my hand. “And thank you for sharing me, Rogue,” I told my man and kissed him. I squeezed their asses, climbed onto the bed and laid down with my head on the pillows. “You,” I said pointing at Butch,” I need a fresh drink. And you,” I said pointing at Jack, “find my panties and clean this mess up.”

 
; Butch took my glass that had tipped over onto the bed, picked up the ice that had spilled and went to go get me a drink. Jack went with him. I hadn’t worn stockings so our usual ritual wasn’t possible but my panties would suffice and those were in the front of the trailer. He returned a moment later, climbed into the bed and lay next to me. He mopped the mess from my face and then let me enjoy it as I sucked it from my panties. Butch stood in the doorway to the bedroom and watched me savor the treat.

  “Lovely,” he said as I finished and tossed my panties aside. He joined us, lying on my other side and handed my drink to me. The men wrapped me in their arms showing me the kind of appreciation for a job well done that a girl likes. I reflected on what I’d just done, hardly believing it but still buzzing from the act. I wondered what other wild fantasies might emerge after satisfying this one. Sharing Jack with another woman, maybe being alone with one like Kat or maybe I’d take Sarah to bed for a taste of something even more exciting and different.

  I smiled to myself at the thought. I was getting ahead of myself. I loved my new carefree attitude but I had to restrain myself, didn’t I? I couldn’t just indulge every random thought that entered my head. I couldn’t live out every fantasy. No, these moments were meant to be savored. I somehow knew that the gloss would wear off if this become commonplace. But I could plan ahead, right?

  I sipped the whiskey as I basked in the afterglow of sex with two men. My thoughts became more and more disjointed as I lay there between my bikers. I wanted to talk about what had happened, hell I wanted to shout it from the rooftops. But the booze and the sex had taken their toll. I was fat and happy, so to speak, and pretty soon I could hardly keep my eyes open or form a coherent thought. Just let me close my eyes for a moment, I thought as I rested the glass of whiskey on my tummy, and I’d be better. That’s the last thing I remembered.