by MLJ Quigg
“No, son, just high on life,” I said.
This time, they all cracked up laughing.
“Stop it. Don’t make me laugh. It hurts too much. You’ll get me all excited, and I can’t handle that,” I said.
“That’s not what you said ten minutes ago,” Trigger said.
“Shut up, Trig.” I gave him a cheeky grin, and he laughed, which set Monique and Dozer off again.
“Ow, ow... Seriously, stop it... Ouch.” I panted.
“You sure you’re okay, Dad?” Jackson asked.
“I’m good, son. Nice and relaxed. All good.”
All the time, Dave and Mike were watching us with smirks on their faces.
“Mum, can we go to the cafeteria and get a drink, please?” Connor asked.
“Yeah, sure. Stay together, and come straight back,” Monique said.
As soon as they left, Dave came over to the bed and looked at all of us.
“You totally got some,” he said, and we all smiled.
Monique
A week had passed, and we were taking Derrick home today. Trigger, Dozer, and I walked out with Derrick while the kids trailed behind us. I helped Derrick into my car as the kids hopped in the back. We were going to the clubhouse where we were going to stay there for a while. The extra two bedrooms he had in his apartment had already been set up for the kids. Madilyn would have her own room, and the boys would share.
Arriving, I helped Derrick back out of the car, and we walked into the clubhouse to cheers and hollers from all the guys, slapping Derrick on his good shoulder and welcoming him back. It took a while to get through them all as we made our way to the table and chairs where I helped Derrick to sit.
“You’re totally hamming this up, aren’t you?” I chuckled in his ear.
“Fuckin’ oath I am,” he said with a chuckle of his own.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, baby,” he replied, pulling me to him and kissing me.
“I’m so jealous right now,” I heard Dozer mutter.
“Same here. I want that,” Trigger said.
We pulled apart and smiled at the both of them.
“You two are sleeping with us tonight,” Derrick stated.
They both nodded, then with a cheeky smile on his face, Dozer asked, “Is it time for bed yet?”
Derrick, Trigger, and I cracked up laughing and soon after Dozer joined in.
Everyone was looking at us oddly, but I didn’t care. I could totally see us being together again. Fuck what anyone said. I totally wanted to see them kiss again and more.
Derrick had half a pain tablet and relaxed, talking to the guys who came over to us.
The kids went outside to play in the fort for a while, so Derrick sent two prospects to watch them. They came in about an hour before dinner and said they were going to go upstairs to take a shower, so we let them go. When they came down, we all had dinner that the old ladies of the club cooked, and once again, I was ushered away when I tried to help.
After dinner, we had a couple of drinks, then retired to our apartment—he’d insisted I call it ‘our’ and not his anymore, so I just went with it. It was close to ten p.m., so we made sure the kids were settled and asleep before going to our room.
Dozer and Trigger were already there waiting for us, and as soon as we walked through the door and Derrick locked it, Trigger grabbed me and pulled me to him, kissing me like his life depended on it. He ran his hands down my thighs, grabbed the back of them, and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. When he deepened the kiss, and I groaned into his mouth, he just kept kissing me.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Dozer said.
“Oh, yeah. Both of them are,” Derrick agreed.
“I want so much to watch him fuck her while I fuck you. Then we can swap. I fuck her, you fuck me, and he fucks you. My perfect fantasy is one of you fucking her pussy while I fuck her arse and the other one fucking me. Hmm, I could totally get into that.” Derrick moaned as he described what he wanted.
As Trigger moaned and rubbed himself against me, I gave him an answering moan as I lifted my hips and ground against him. I pulled my head back to breathe out.
“Oh God, Sam, so good.” I moaned.
Trigger kissed my neck while continuing to grind his hard cock into me.
Dozer moved up behind Trigger, and while he kissed his neck, Dozer’s hands moved to my chest, and he ran his hands over my nipples, pinching them over the top of my shirt. I felt someone at my back, and I froze.
“It’s just me, baby,” Derrick said. “No one will ever hurt you. I am just going to kiss your neck and run my hand down to your pussy so I can rub that perfect clit of yours until it’s nice and hard. Then, when you’re comfortable, I’m going lift that little skirt you’re wearing, moving your panties to the side, and then enter you with my finger while I rub your clit with my thumb. You think you’d be okay with that to start, baby?” Derrick asked.
Nodding my head, he shifted closer, moved my hair to the side, and kissed my neck. As promised, his hand ran down my stomach until it was over my panties, and he rubbed my clit over the top of them.
“Oh God, Derrick, so good,” I said, moaning.
“Let’s take this to the bed and get naked,” Dozer suggested.
I agreed wholeheartedly and said to Dozer and Trigger, “I want to watch you two fuck.”
Trigger slid me down his body and Derrick wrapped his arms around me, and we watched Dozer and Trigger together. They smiled at each other and nodded, then started stripping. Once they were naked, I studied them. Trigger was smaller, had a six-pack and was clearly in shape—like a swimmer, well-toned but strong.
Dozer, on the other hand, was fucking huge all over and had muscle upon muscle. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on the fucking guy. He was just huge. He lifted Trigger clean off his feet and threw him onto the middle of the bed, and Trigger laughed at him.
“Fuck, I love you, Sam,” Dozer said.
“I love you, too, Marty. Now the lady wanted to watch us fuck, so let’s get to it. You wanna fuck me, or do you want me to fuck you, babe?” Trigger asked.
“What do you say, baby? Who is fucking who?” Derrick asked.
“Um, Dozer fucks Trigger,” I decided.
They nodded and began kissing again.
Derrick ran his hands down my front from behind me. Then, raising my arms, I let him lift my shirt over my head. His hands roamed over my tits and pinched my nipples over my bra. He then moved his hands down to my skirt and unzipped it, slowly lowering it.
I noticed that from the position they were in, Dozer and Trigger could see us and were watching. Derrick kissed my neck as he unhooked my bra, then he moved his hands to my shoulders and grabbed the straps before lowering them down my arms. He took the bra and dropped it on the floor.
A moan came from the bed. Dozer and Trigger had moved position so that they were lying on their sides facing each other, but they could still see us, and they were stroking each other’s cocks.
Derrick moved his hands lower over my stomach and grabbed the sides of the panties so he could lower them slowly. When he reached the floor, he lifted my feet one at a time to remove them, and then slowly ran his hands back up my legs until he got to my hips. He slowly moved one hand over my pussy, running his fingers over it. When he got to my clit, he rubbed it in hard circles. With his other hand, he covered my breast and squeezed it, then started pinching and pulling my nipple.
I started grinding against his hard-as-rock cock behind me as I watched Dozer reaching over to grab the lube from the bedside table.
“We brought this with us,” Dozer stated.
Derrick gently nudged me to get on the bed next to them, so I climbed up, and he stripped his clothes off and then climbed up next to me.
“Front or back, baby?” Dozer asked.
“Front. I want to watch their faces,” Trigger answered.
“Hold his leg, Monique,” Dozer instr
ucted as he spread Trigger’s legs and lifted him slightly.
I grabbed his thigh and kept it up.
“Derrick, come around to the other side and hold his other leg, please,” Dozer requested.
Derrick moved and held Trigger’s other leg like I was.
Dozer squirted some lube onto his fingers and pushed Trigger’s legs back further so he could get to his arse. He slowly rubbed around the hole, and then pushed first one finger in, then two, three, and four, and then he started pumping hard.
Fuck. I was wet just from watching. I looked at Derrick, his eyes were glued to the scene, and then he turned and locked eyes with me. The lust in them was unmistakable. He wanted this so badly.
Trigger ran his hand over my shoulder to my head and grabbed the back of my neck. He pulled me to him and kissed me. Kissing him back, I used my tongue to which he opened and tangled his with mine.
He groaned into my mouth, and I felt his hips buck, and looking down, I saw Derrick wrap his lips around Trigger’s cock, and Trigger bucked up into him as Dozer pumped his fingers into his arse.
“Oh please. Please, Marty, fuck me, baby,” Trigger said, moaning with pleasure.
Dozer reached over and took a condom, ripping it open with his teeth and rolling it on one-handed while still pumping with his other hand pumping. Once it was in place, he removed his fingers and slid his cock into Trigger, getting halfway before slamming his hips into Trigger.
“Oh Dozer, yes. Yes. Yes. Harder, baby,” Trigger yelled.
Dozer did as Trigger asked, slamming his cock into him so hard the bed moved. Derrick sucked harder, and soon, Trigger was crying out his release. Derrick stayed there until Trigger relaxed, and then Derrick beckoned me to lean across Trigger, and he kissed me. I could taste Trigger on his mouth, and it was salty but not too bad. Dozer was still pumping away like a machine, and he got even faster until he stilled.
“Fuck, so good,” he said, groaning.
Dozer grabbed the back of Derrick’s neck and directed him to his mouth. Derrick opened, and while they shared Trigger’s release, I went back to kissing Trigger, who ran his hand down to my pussy and entered me with a finger.
I felt a hand at my back and froze. I took a couple of deep breaths as Dozer whispered in my ear to relax, that he would never hurt me. I relaxed, and he ran his hand over my arse and put his finger on my back hole.
I froze again, and he paused until I relaxed, then he went a bit harder. As Trigger put another finger in my pussy, I felt another hand running over my breast, then pinching and pulling at my nipple. I started humping the fingers, and Dozer whispered something I didn’t hear.
“Do you want to ride Trigger, baby? Let him put his fat cock all the way up your pussy and let him feel all these juices run down to his balls?” Derrick whispered in my ear.
I nodded my head.
Trigger opened a condom and put it on, and then Dozer lifted me onto him. Derrick grabbed Trigger’s cock and lined it up with my pussy as Dozer slowly lowered me onto it. Trigger and I both moaned.
“Oh, yes. So tight. So wet. So hot.” Trigger panted.
“Fuck him, baby. Pump that pussy on him. Slide up and down.
Show him how much I love this pussy,” Derrick said with a pant.
I did just that. I pushed myself up and down Trigger’s cock, and the entire time, Dozer ran his hands up and down my back.
Dozer swapped with Derrick, and he ran his hands over my stomach to my clit. I could feel him rubbing my clit and then moving lower to Trigger’s cock, running his fingers along it.
“You look so hot in her pussy, Sam. So good. I so want to fuck you again, baby,” Dozer said with a moan in Trigger’s ear.
Derrick was at my back now, and I was trying to forget it. Trying to let the memories go and enjoy it, but it was getting harder and harder to not let them in.
I couldn’t help it. I froze and started to shake. I buried my head into Trigger’s shoulder.
Everything stopped, and Derrick moved straightaway.
“Baby, look at me. It’s me, honey. No one is behind you anymore,” Derrick said softly, and he lifted me off Trigger, who had gone semisoft.
I was still shaking, and I now buried my face into Derrick’s neck.
“Hey, baby, it’s okay. I’m here. No one will ever hurt you again. You’re safe here, baby, I promise. I love you, Monique. No one will ever hurt you again. You have nothing to fear,” Derrick reassured me. He just held and rocked me while I calmed down.
My breathing finally evened out. I took a deep breath and looked at him with tears in my eyes.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
Derrick had tears in his eyes, and when I looked at Dozer and Trigger, they had tears in their eyes, as well.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered as a tear fell down my cheek.
“Hey, there is nothing to be sorry for, honey. We all have something in our lives that set us off,” Dozer said as he wiped away the tears.
“It was you behind me, Derrick. I couldn’t do it. The memories were too much,” I cried.
“Baby, it’s okay. I’m sorry we pushed you so hard. I shouldn’t have done it. I should have known you weren’t ready,” he said.
I still wanted it. I would not let the memories ruin this. Fuck that. I leaned in and kissed Trigger. He stilled before he started to kiss me back. I ran both my hands over Derrick and Dozer, travelling down their bodies until I got the cocks I wanted. I grabbed them and started stroking. I lifted my head and turned to the side to kiss Derrick, then turned and kissed Dozer.
When I pulled back, I said, “I will not let the fucking memories ruin this. Don’t touch me from behind. I’m going to put Trigger’s cock back into my pussy, and he is going to fuck me. Then you’re going to fuck him, Derrick. Dozer is going to fuck you, and we are going to fuck like monkeys, come, and fucking enjoy this. Got it?” I stated.
“Yes, ma’am,” they all answered.
I rolled onto my back and brought Trigger down on top of me. He was hard again, so he slid inside me easily. As he started pumping his hips and fucking me hard, Derrick moved behind him, and Trigger froze.
“What’s he doing, Sam?” I asked.
“He has his fingers in me. I think two,” he responded, panting.
Derrick held up three fingers and smirked.
“Three, Sam. He has three in you. Does it feel good? His fingers in your arse like that?” I asked.
I watched as Derrick ripped a condom wrapper open with his teeth, and then passed it to Dozer behind him. Then Derrick groaned, and he moved forward
“So good. Oh, yes. Fuck me, Derrick.” Trigger moaned as Derrick entered him.
When I tightened my vaginal walls around Trigger’s cock, his eyes popped open, and he looked at me.
“Like that, did you?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah. Do it again. Oh, yes. Harder,” he said to both Derrick and me.
I heard Derrick moan, then start to pant as Dozer got behind him.
“Oh, Marty. So good. Your finger feels so good. Fuckin’ hell. More, oh, yeah that’s it, pump your fingers. Oh, yeah. That’s it.
Another, Marty. Stretch me out for your huge fucking cock to fuck me. Yeah, that’s it. Nice and wet now. You have a condom on there, Marty? Yeah. Good. Slide in... Oh, yeah. Oh, yes. All the way, Marty, until you reach the end. Yeah, that’s it. Fuck me. Slowly pull out and push back in. Yeah, that’s it. Oh, so fucking good. Fuck, you are huge. I can feel you all the way in me. Fuck, harder. Yeah, that’s it. Fuck me, Marty. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come. Fuck.
Fuck. Fuuuck.” He groaned out at the last fuck.
“Oh, fuck, yes, yes, yes.” Dozer groaned, too.
Dozer pulled out of Derrick and flopped down on the bed beside us, and then Derrick withdrew from Trigger and did the same on the other side of us, so it was just Trigger and me who were left.
Trigger pumped his hips harder into me, lifting me up by my arse so I was at an angle. When he start
ed to pant, I knew he was close, but I wasn’t, so Derrick ran his hand down my stomach and played with my clit. I humped my hips and started panting.
“Oh, so close.” I moaned.
Dozer moved closer and kissed me, running his hands over my breast. He pinched my nipple, and I exploded, coming so hard I saw stars, and faintly, I heard Trigger’s release.
Trigger moved off me, and we all lay on the bed panting.
“Fuck, Derrick. Your mouth should be illegal during sex.
Fucking hell,” Dozer said, still panting.
“Uh-huh. Poor Monique nearly got left behind,” Trigger agreed around his own pants.
“I need a shower. I’m sticky and wet, but I can’t move,” I said, trying to catch my breath.
“Fuck, babe, I think we all do. Come on, guys, the shower is big enough for all of us,” Derrick said.
The guys got up, and I tried, I really did, but I couldn’t move, so Dozer lifted me up bridal-style and walked us into the bathroom where Derrick already had the water running. They all removed the condoms and stepped into the shower. As Derrick said, it fit all of us easily. After they washed me and then themselves, I was carried out by Trigger and dried off by Derrick. Then we all climbed back into bed. Derrick was in front of me, and I cuddled up to his chest. He was kissing my neck and running his hands down my back when Dozer came up behind me, and I froze.
“I’m sorry, Marty. Not behind me, please,” I said.
“All good, honey,” he replied, moving behind Derrick, and Sam moved behind him.
There was only just enough room for all of us, and I closed my eyes and drifted off.
I had a wicked dream about a mouth sucking on my clit and fingers in my pussy, another mouth kissing my neck, and yet another sucking my nipples. I groaned and pumped my hips, trying to get more friction, and then I heard a voice that sounded like Derrick in my ear.
“Come on, baby. Let Dozer eat your pussy. Let him taste you as you explode over his tongue.”
I moaned even louder and did just that. I exploded, and it felt so good, and then I felt something nudge the opening of my pussy and enter it. Oh, so big. I moaned again.
