Sharing Britney

by Eden Rose

  “God help me, but I do!”

  He pulls the butt plug out, pours some lube over it, sticks it in her ass and I feel her tighten around me. Her pussy muscles clamp around me making me go cross eyed. “Fuck, baby.” I place both my hands on her hips to create some rhythm. My dick is about to burst but I’m trying to stop it from happening. “Ride me like you want to own this dick. If you ride me good enough, I might let you have some Flip’s dick. But you have to be good.”

  She hums, squeezing her muscles around me. The butt plug pushes against her inner walls rubbing my dick shooting me closer and closer to the edge. Britney’s head flies back and she rides me just like I told her.

  “So good, so fucking good,” she screams and gasps. Her round tits bounce and jiggle.

  I watch her closely to see why she gasped, but then I feel the butt plug get removed and see Flip right behind her. He’s rubbing lube all over his dick and he winks at me.

  Knowing that we’re about to go there, I nod my head to let him know it’s okay. I’m good with sharing Britney with him.

  Just him, though.

  FLIP

  Normally, I don’t like to fucking share chicks that I’m into. There’s something about sharing Britney with Mack Truck that excites me. I want him to see me fucking her to the point where her eyes roll to the back of her head.

  “Push through the pressure, precious. Let me feel you let go,” I murmur to her as I cover her back with my body.

  The crown of my dick pushes through her resistance and I feel her squeeze the shit out of my dick. “Relax, baby. Just relax and take it easy,” I soothe her. When her muscles begin to loosen, I slide deeper in her. My eyes roll to the back of my head.

  My hands grip her hips and the movement of Mack Truck thrusting in and out of her pushes me closer to the edge. It’s bad enough that her dick sucking skills almost embarrassed me as a man, now I’m about to come early like a teenager!

  “How good does it feel to be stuffed so full?” Mack Truck asks her with his teeth gritted. I can tell that he’s closer to the edge than I am but he got to taste her beautiful pussy.

  I can’t wait to taste her pussy.

  “Can you take more?” I question.

  Let her relax. Don’t be a fucking jackass and plow through her. Let her get used to you…

  Fuck you, dude. We’ve been waiting for this for-fucking-ever!

  I’m a mess of emotions right now. Barely holding onto my sanity.

  Seeing the flood of her red hair lying on her back, I take one of my hands to up and wrap her hair around my fist. Carefully, I tug her head up and trail kisses down her neck. The sudden movement of her head has me gritting my teeth.

  “Fuck!” I growl. “God damn, precious. You’re so fuckin’ tight!”

  Mack Truck grumbles his agreeance underneath her. I’m loving being in her ass but I want to feel her pussy squeeze me. I want to see her beautiful tits bounce up and down as I fuck the shit out of her. I want to see everything that I can.

  “Brit! Tell me right now if you can take more,” I demand with my teeth gritted together. She’s got me hanging on by a thread and I don’t know if I’m going to be able to withhold fucking the living shit out of this woman. “You better be ready,” I order.

  My hips are starting to sear up and I’m getting ready to fuck her harder than she’s ever been fucked. I briefly consider the fact that she’s probably never had anal, so I’m trying hard to be careful.

  It’s fucking terrible!

  Her ass squeezes the head of my dick perfectly causing me to grunt out loud from it. I’m doing everything that I can to not plow through her resistance. Everything!

  “Please…” She moans. “Please fuck me harder. I need to come again!”

  “You heard the lady, brother,” Mack Truck states from under her.

  In tandem, I slide in to the hilt, and he slides out. Then it’s reversed until we’re both balls deep in our girl. My balls seize up and I’m fighting the urge to come so hard in her that she’s going to be feeling me forever.

  I throw my head back and give into my desire to fuck her so good that she will remember me. I want her to know that in this minute, she’s ours.

  Mine.

  Ours.

  It’s too much for my lust filled mind to grasp right now.

  “I’m coming! I’m coming!” Britney chants. Her muscles clench down on me and I know that she’s doing the same to Mack Truck.

  We both growl, jamming our dicks so hard and high up in her that we’re breathing hard. That’s when I feel it. The pivotal moment that I’m about to come and it’s going to be hard.

  I grunt out. “Fuck.”

  “Jesus! You came so hard you-” Mack Truck begins but then stops. “Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!” He yells.

  I give in to the sensations. I give into my desire and let go of my orgasm that’s begging me to let loose.

  BRITNEY

  I’m somewhere between being passed out and awake when I feel the guys slipping out of me. My world has been blown apart in a matter of an hour and I’m loving every second of it.

  I’m a hypocrite. I know that. I know that I said I wanted to start living a normal life, but it feels so good to be loved by them. It feels so good to be wanted so much that they are willing to share me.

  Now that the high is dissipating, what does this mean? Where do we go from here? Do we go anywhere from here or did they just get what they wanted from me? Sure, I came so hard I almost passed out, but still!

  Since I have done this dance with Mack Truck before, I know he’s probably really close to blowing me off. The last time (and the only time besides today) that we had sex, he kicked me out of the room before his come could dry.

  Jesus, Britney. You just had to fuck him again, didn’t you? Couldn’t stop yourself from handing him your heart all over again, right? You know he’s just going to toss you away after he got what he wanted and now you’ve got another person in the mix.

  I’m in the process of having a mental break down when I hear something turn on and the feel of someone leaving the bed. I think it’s Flip because his skin is smoother than the other guy in the bed with me.

  Would Flip be done with me now, too? I just fucked both of them and one of them is my boss. What does this mean? Does this mean I’m going to get fired? Fuck!

  I just couldn’t tell them no. I couldn’t deny myself what I have been wanting all along and now it’s all fucked up.

  The blindfold is ripped off my head and my eyes snap open to clear away the haze. I zero in on Mack Truck lying on his back next to me and Flip’s gone.

  “Uh,” I murmur not entirely sure what to say next.

  His hand rakes over his face before he looks over at me. “He’s outside turning on the hot tub. He’ll be in soon,” he informs me.

  “Oh,” I answer lamely.

  Mack Truck places his hand on my over-heated skin. “You… you… Damn it, baby. I have no words. You’re fucking amazing.”

  The kind words were definitely needed and helped me at this moment. I feel awkward, not sure what to do or what to say. I hate feeling like this. I’ve known both of the guys for a long time, there’s no reason to be feeling as if I don’t know what to say.

  In a matter of seconds, the slider- that I didn’t know was in the room- slides open and Flip is standing in front of the bed with a wide smile on his face.

  “Fuck, precious. You blew my mind. Let’s get you in the tub to make sure you’re relaxed.”

  Neither of them give me a chance to stand up or even get off the bed. Flip’s on one side of me, scooping me in his arms to take me outside.

  “Where do you keep the towels?” Mack Truck asks from the other side of the bed.

  I’m carefully wrapped up in the safety of Flip’s arms, which is probably the most comforted I’ve been in a long time. It feels so good to have someone take care of me. To show me that I’m loved. I tuck my face in his neck and breathe.

  “They are in the c
loset next to the bathroom,” he instructs. The baritone of his voice vibrates against my body.

  Flip carries me outside to the hot tub that’s steaming in the night. Even though it’s only sixty degrees out here, the water is going to feel amazing. Ever so gently, he walks into the hot tub that’s in the deck.

  The minute the water touches me, I let out a sigh of relief. I’m still being cradled by Flip, but the water is a close second to the greatest thing in this tub.

  That was until Mack Truck came in the tub.

  He places his hand on my back to rub me up and down. I sigh against his touch.

  “Shit, I can’t catch my breath,” I admit.

  They both chuckle and the sound is definitely needed right now with the tension so high.

  Well, that was until I felt Flip’s dick harden against the swollen lips of my pussy. My eyes widen and he smirks at me with a look of pure cockiness.

  “What? You think you can be so fuckin’ beautiful, sit on my lap, and expect me to not pop a boner?”

  I smile at him. “Go ahead,” I encourage him. Even though I’m sorer than shit, I could still go for another round.

  I reach down my body until my hand wraps around the shaft of his dick. He’s so thick, a lot thicker than I had ever realized a matter of minutes ago when he took my ass’s virginity. I line myself up to his dick, dropping down until he’s all the way embedded in me.

  “Jesus, you should have told me her pussy felt this good,” he groans out towards Mack Truck. “Best pussy in the world!”

  Mack Truck pushes my hair off my neck and slides it to the other shoulder with more force than I expected from him. “I’m gonna fuck your tight little ass now. You ready for me, baby? I can’t wait to feel you stretched open for me. We’re going to get your pussy and ass molded to fit our dicks.” I feel the other man lining himself up to enter me from the back and I moan out when the crown of his dick stretches my ass.

  “Fuck,” I moan.

  Shuttling myself up and down Flip, he murmurs words of encouragement to me. “You feel so good, precious. Hot damn, I love this tight little pussy. Your tight little ass… Fuck!”

  Mack Truck pistons his hips against the flesh of my ass making me feel him so deep in me that I can’t breathe. “Sweet Jesus, her ass is almost as good as her pussy. Brother, we need to keep her on lock down. She’s never leaving us.”

  Their words are the all encouragement that I need. I squeeze my muscles around them and am catapulted into euphoria. “Okay, sounds good to me,” I reply breathily.

  I squeeze my inner muscles around both of them and they both yell. “Come on me, I want to see your come cover my tits,” I yell out into the night.

  I’m happy we are out in the middle of nowhere so I can be as loud as I want to be.

  Flip fucks up in me and Mack Truck lightly thrusts in and out of me. The difference in the approaches is so hot that my orgasm splinters through me.

  Two sets of hands grab my waist and I’m gently tossed to the side of the tub. My mouth is wide open while I watch them shuttle their fists up and down their hard dicks.

  I cup my tits, tug on my nipples to get them to stick out more and that’s when both men grunt. Their hands squeeze their shafts until they erupt all over me.

  Streams of hot and sticky come spread over my body and my pussy clenches.

  FLIP

  Britney had passed out about two hours ago but my mind is circulating over and over again. There’s no shutting it off. I’m lying in bed with her in between Mack Truck and I, but I don’t get the comforting feeling that I thought I would.

  Will she want me if Mack Truck bails on her? Does she even want me without him? I don’t know if I can go back to being friends with her now that I’ve fucked her. Hell, that’s too dirty of a word for what we did.

  Rocked each other’s world.

  There’s a shift of something weird inside me that has me questioning everything. For a long time I have kept people at an arm’s reach from me because I don’t trust people. After my mom left us when I was ten, I never wanted to be hurt like that again.

  The stupid whore didn’t want to be a biker’s ol’ lady anymore because she wasn’t getting the money she thought she would. Little did she realize, my dad got smart and put money away from her so she couldn’t get to it. I remember when I was ten and they were fighting about money. It was such a bad fight that she shouted how much she hates me and my dad. I never saw her again and I’m not sad about it.

  Now that I’m holding Britney, I can’t go back to the empty shell anymore. I have to see this through. I have to know what it’s like to be loved by her.

  “Yo,” Mack Truck calls out to me from the other side of the bed. “You can’t sleep?” He questions.

  I shake my head, rolling over to my side to throw my hand over Brit’s back. She’s passed out on her stomach causing her ass to be in view. I place my hand on the small of her back and rub. “Nah, man. I don’t know.”

  He nods his head in a show of good faith that he knows what I’m going through. I don’t think he does since we haven’t really discussed our lives before we came to the club together. It’s strange to me that we don’t know each other that well but we’re sharing a woman.

  Mack Truck rolls to face me and sets his hand on Brit’s shoulder. “Dude, it doesn’t have to be weird.”

  “Nah, man. It’s not that.” It’s not that, actually. It’s the fact that I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing right now. I have no idea. “I’ve never shared a woman before.”

  He shrugs. “Well, what the hell do you want?”

  The question of the night. “I want her. I want her anyway that I can have her. Even if that means I have to see your ugly face,” I taunt him trying to lighten the mood.

  Chuckling, he replies: “What-the fuck-ever! You know she wants me more than you.”

  “She wants the both of you to shut the fuck up and cuddle her before she has to go home and be a mom,” Britney answers.

  Her voice is thick from sleep but she’s too fucking gorgeous for words right now. And I roll her over so I can slide in from behind her. Mack does the same, but I’m sliding in and out of her ass while he claims her pussy. She’s cuddled in between us with little moans escaping her lips. We fuck her slow and gentle, something that I don’t do very often but it feels good. It feels good that she’s moaning and enjoying it. When we’re done, we take turns cleaning Britney up from our come.

  *

  My ringing cell phone is what woke me up this morning. Britney’s tucked against my chest with my brother spooning her other side.

  I’m surprised that this feels so normal. It feels as if this is what was meant to happen all along and I just need to let it happen. I need to let Britney have the both of us.

  I pick up the phone and growl into it. “What the fuck do you want?”

  The Bear’s growling voice yells down the line. “That’s not the way you fuckin’ talk to your prez.”

  My eyes shoot open and I look at the ceiling. “Sorry, man. What’s goin’ on?”

  Mack Truck leans up on his elbow to look at me while I talk to our prez. “Well, first you can tell me where the fuck you are and where is Mack Truck?”

  I roll my eyes not wanting to ruin this time that we have with Britney. Knowing that the conversation is about to get heated, I get out of bed. My brother does the same thing and we walk out of the room.

  After placing the phone on speaker, I set it between us on the dining room table. “Mack’s with me, prez. He’s right here.”

  He starts chuckling. “What the fuck you doin’ with him?”

  “Can we get down to business?” Mack Truck bellows. “I’ve got something interesting to get back to.”

  “Would that be a pretty redhead?”

  My lip curls and I roll my neck to the side to work out a kink. “We gonna gossip?”

  “Look, mother fuckers. There’s been a problem with The Plague.”

  “Yeah, there’s
always a problem with The Plague,” Mack Truck snaps.

  Which is true. Even though we just killed Fang, the old president for The Plague, there is going to be another leader who’s going to rise up in ranks. It’s only a matter of time before they break in another leader who’s going to be chomping at the bit to kill us off.

  “Get your asses back at the clubhouse. We need to chat.”

  We don’t get another word in because he’s hung up on us. I take my left hand, rub the back of my neck and sigh not wanting this night to end. If we take Brit home, does that mean this thing is over? What the fuck does it mean if we take her home and she doesn’t want to do this?

  My brother slaps my arm and shrugs. “Dude, let her decide what she wants to do. She had a good time! Fuck, my back is scratched to shit from her nails!”

  As he said that, I feel the scratches from her long ass nails screaming at me. “I just- Fuck. I need to stop being a pussy.”

  He chuckles. “It doesn’t have to be weird if you don’t make it weird. Let’s go wake her up and take her ass home so we can handle this shit.”

  I stay in the kitchen while he goes to wake Britney up and I try to get my mind straight. This is the first time in forever (no joke) that I have had such strong feelings for a woman and I don’t know what to do with myself at all.

  All I know is, she’s it for me. Britney’s meant to be mine.

  BRITNEY

  I cling to Flip’s body as he gives me a ride home from his house. My body is shaking from fear that all of this was just a dream and none of it happened. That I didn’t just get my world rocked by two men. That I didn’t just fall harder in love with both men.

  While being with them, it felt good to escape reality of everything that is actually happening in the world. It felt good to be free to be with Mack Truck and Flip however I wanted to be with them.

  What happens now?

  My mind is whirling with questions and all of my insecurities are trying to force their way out of my mouth. No matter what, I can’t let them know that I’m worried they won’t want me anymore now that they’ve had me.

  Flip maneuvers his bike perfectly and I dip my fingers in under his shirt. My fingertips brush against the ripple of his muscles and I sink my nails into him. Anything to anchor me into this reality. I press my face into his smooth, leather coated back to breathe him in. After taking a huge breath of his leather scent, I knew I didn’t want this to end.