Sharing Britney

by Eden Rose

Inside, I cringe because of the sting from the slap I just gave him. “What the fuck is your problem?” I yell at him even though I know the neighbors are probably watching us right now.

  David smirks at my temper towards his threats of taking my son away from me. I would rather die than allow him to take my son away.

  “My problem?” He asks me sardonically. “My problem is the fact that you’re letting these low-life criminals around my son. What the fuck is the matter with you? You think that he needs to be surrounded with criminals?”

  My head is spinning out of control. No matter how hard I try to get it to stay on, I can’t. “I can’t believe you,” I murmur flabbergasted. “You are such a controlling-”

  “Either you stop seeing them or I’m going to make things more difficult with the club.”

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” I spit out. Six years into the making and he’s still a bossy asshole. It’s true, people. Bastards are alive and they can also be police officers.

  David’s look on his face tells me that he’s not kidding with me. “You should know that I don’t make idle threats,” he says casually. “I mean it, Britney. I’ve been sweeping a lot of bull shit under the rug for you and your precious club, but I’m done now. Do you know how many murders they are connected to? Do you know how many murders those two are suspects for? I will give you a hint. Think double digits.”

  I’m shaking my head trying to clear it from all the bull shit he’s feeding me. This is what he does. He gets in my head and convinces me (somehow) that he’s right and everything I want is wrong. “Stop lying,” I murmur defeatedly.

  Please tell me you’re lying. Please, tell me that you’re talking shit and don’t know anything about this. There’s no way that they could be a part of something so horrible.

  “I wish I were lying, Britney. And I hate to do this, but I don’t want those assholes anywhere near my son!” He bellows at me with a stern look.

  Instantly, I feel my chest tighten up. “Our son,” I remind him of that piece of information. “He’s our son and he’s going to stay with me. Are you done wasting my time and Aidan’s?”

  David has beyond pissed me off. The man is a walking, talking asshole that gets to carry a gun and a badge. The worst part? He reminds me of the fact that he’s a cop numerous times.

  I decide to not give him time to answer me and walk into my apartment building. I feel the heavy weight from his stare but I don’t turn around to acknowledge him.

  The weight of the folder in my hand tells me that my hope is not going to come true. I know the guys aren’t some little pussy club that doesn’t have beliefs and power over this small town. I’m not that naïve. I know that they’ve got themselves into trouble and have done some bad shit.

  None of them would have killed if it wasn’t for a good reason. Right?

  “Mo-om!” Aidan yells out the minute that I open the door into my apartment.

  Kate’s sprawled out on the couch with her arm over her face. She’s the opposite of a morning person, which makes me laugh because I am one.

  “Hey, buddy,” I call out to Aidan as I come through the door.

  He’s still got the marks of his pillow on his face but he looks so cute. “Is dad here?”

  One of the hardest moments about co-parenting is when my child leaves my house. I hate that he gets to spend time with David because David doesn’t give two shits about anyone but himself. It looks bad for his career if he’s not seen as the dutiful father.

  Nodding my head, I slap on a brave smile hoping to show him that I didn’t just have my world rocked. “Yep. He’s going to take you for the next two nights and then you’re coming back here.”

  Aidan’s looking away from me which is his tell-tale sign that he’s not happy about it. “Come on, buddy, you know that you have to go to your dad’s.”

  He huffs out a deep breath, stomps back to his room, and comes back out with his sleep over bag. He’s got his favorite pillow draped over his arm and his Batman toy.

  The little shit thinks he can walk out and not say anything to me? I think he does since he’s walking out the door. I reach out to grab his shoulder but he shrugs me off so I can’t grab him.

  Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.

  Nope. Didn’t do any good.

  “Come back here and give mama hugs and kisses,” I say to him with a sing-song voice.

  He stalks back to me and throws his arms around my waist. “I don’t want to go to dad’s. He works too much.”

  I nod. I know he works a lot and it makes his three days every other four days awkward as hell. Aidan’s so bored over at his dad’s house with nothing to do because David doesn’t have the time to get his son stuff to do.

  “I know, baby. I love you and you can call me whenever you want.”

  “You about ready?” David asks while leaning against the door jam.

  “Love you, mama.”

  I let Aidan’s little body go and urge him to go to his dad. “Have fun with dad!”

  I’m still standing in the doorway long after David’s car had left. I hate it when Aidan has to go over there because I have no idea what to do with myself at all.

  Also, I want to know what’s in that file but I don’t want to know.

  “Aidan leave already?” Kate asks me from the couch.

  “Yeah, thanks for staying.”

  Groaning and rolling over to her side, my friend looks straight through me to the root of my problem. “Oh, my god! You totally had sex!” She yells.

  I don’t even try to deny it. There’s no point in doing so. “Yeah, it was so fucking hot,” I reply and wave my hand in front of my face.

  She rolls off the couch, stumbles over to me and throws her arms around me. “It’s about damn fucking time you gave those guys a taste.”

  Laughing, I hug her back. “Girl, you don’t even know all the things those guys are capable of doing to my body.”

  I try to push the thought of Kate being with Flip and Mack Truck out of my mind because I already knew they slept together. It would be uncommon for her not to have.

  Doesn’t mean I don’t get a little jealous.

  “Anyways,” I stretch out the vowels to make the word longer than needed. “It’s time for me to get dressed to go to work,” I inform her.

  Kate bursts out laughing. “If you want to kick me out, bitch, just say so!”

  I laugh at her. “Thanks for watching Aidan for me.”

  I throw the file on my bed and walk towards my bathroom to get ready for work. How awkward is it going to be to be around Flip? I don’t think I’m mature enough to look at him without blushing through my whole body. Or have my thighs shake from wanting him to fuck me again.

  Flip and Mack Truck.

  With the heat of the shower and my now naked body covered in the water, I relax. I stretch out my muscles, allow myself to calm down. Maybe I just need to come before going to work? Yeah, probably.

  My mind flashes back to Mack Truck eating me out as my fingers trail down the panes of my body. The very second that my finger hits my clit, my body jolts. I finger myself quick and fast in the shower because the hot water doesn’t last too long.

  My body is humming from coming so hard but it pales in comparison to what they did to my body.

  *

  I’m on my way to work but I’m running extremely late. Well, fashionably late. What the fuck was I supposed to wear? I wanted to wear a trench coat with nothing underneath it so I could fuck Flip again. What would he say if I showed up like that? Would he care? I don’t think so.

  Also, I’m full of nerves. Was this just a onetime thing with the two of them? Are we going to pretend this didn’t happen or are we going to continue? I don’t know what the fuck to do and it’s scaring the shit out of me. Do I act like we are a couple? Are we even a couple?

  The tattoo shop is already open by the time I get there with people already in the waiting room to get inked. Well, one of those peopl
e turned out to be Mack Truck.

  I’m so giddy as I walk over to him. I blush through my whole body at seeing both Flip and Mack Truck standing at the counter with a bunch of the strippers in the waiting room.

  Strippers? Really?

  Suddenly, I feel as if I should have worn something other than my tight jean skirt that shows off a lot of leg. Shit, I look just like these skanks.

  My body blushes and I feel my temperature rise as Mack Truck and Flip both place their hands on my hips. I’m perfectly sandwiched in between them and it feels too good to me.

  Mack Truck’s lips brush against the side of my throat causing my fragile heart to beat overtime. Flip mirrors Mack Truck but he’s kissing the back of my neck.

  “Ladies,” Flip addresses the women in the lobby with his sly smile that makes my thighs drip from my arousal. “Our woman will be able to get you scheduled for your appointments to change out your earrings.”

  My knees knock together but I’m too excited that he referred to me as their woman. It’s fucking amazing!

  Mack Truck opens his lips against my tender flesh and licks me. I mewl out even though I tried not to. “Yeah, Britney will be able to help you and then you guys need to get back to your practicing. You bitches fell too many times last practice. These guys ain’t gonna want to blow their wads on bitches who can’t ride a pole.”

  My eyes widen.

  It’s not long before all the strippers have their appointments scheduled and their pissy ass faces have left the lobby leaving me with Flip and Mack Truck. Only them.

  I’m sitting in the rolling chair behind the computer trying to seem busy. I’ve balanced the accounts here, made sure that everyone has paid their deposits and now I have nothing to do. The familiar sound of the tattoo gun is going off in the back booth to show me that Mack Truck is still getting his ink filled in.

  That was until the gun stopped and I heard the steps of their heavy boots walking through the shop. My back straightens from the excitement of them getting near me. Flip walks past the desk and flicks the lock to the front door to closed. Mack Truck walks behind me and places his hands on my hips. Without my body being told to do it, I lean against him and nuzzle my face in his neck.

  “Gorgeous, I missed you this morning,” he whispers.

  I nod my head, kissing along his neck. “I missed you guys, too. A lot,” I admit.

  The man behind me, turns me around on the chair and then I feel a hungry mouth closing around the flesh of my thigh. I gasp, looking down to see Flip on his hands and knees with his mouth feasting on me.

  Moaning out loud, I throw my head back and give into the pleasures of Flip’s mouth. His tongue licks up the slick slit of my pussy and flicks over my clit. Pleasure shoots through me and I arch my back.

  “Do you think we should move this party in the back?” Mack Truck asks and rubs the mounds of my tits. His fingers lightly pinch my hardening nipples.

  I shake my head violently from side to side to let them know that I’m not interested in stopping. I don’t give a fuck who comes through the door and sees us together.

  Flip chuckles against my skin and he sucks my clit into his mouth. His fingers dip into the wetness that’s dripping from my pussy, and he traces his fingers to my back entrance.

  “Oh god! Oh fuck!” I yell just as his finger presses through the muscles of my ass. My hair sticks to my forehead and I’m a sweaty mess but I don’t give a fuck.

  Flip uses his thumb to shuttle in and out of my pussy and his ring and pinky finger are pleasuring me through my forbidden entrance.

  Mack Truck’s breath brushes against my cheek. “Tell us that you want to be fucked like the good, dirty girl that you are. Tell me that you want me to fuck your ass as Flip fucks your pussy?”

  I scream. “Please fuck me! Please!” Just as I yell out the last word, my orgasm splinters through my body. I’m shaking from side to side and I feel my eyes tighten to the point where I see stars.

  “Her pussy’s so sweet, isn’t it, brother?” Mack Truck growls down to Flip who is happily eating me out to the point where I’m going to pass out.

  Flip gently bites my clit, shuttles his fingers in and out of me then speaks against my flesh. His words act like a vibrator. “Fuck, yeah. So fuckin’ sweet. Just like I knew she would be.”

  I groan. “Please! For the love of all that is holy, fuck me or do something!” I yell.

  “Should we fuck her or see how many times we can get her off with our mouths?” Flip asks.

  “You should fuck her!” I reply.

  Mack Truck chuckles against my throat and pinches my nipples. “We should make her get down on her pretty little knees and suck our dicks. Then, if she’s a good girl, we’ll fuck her into next week.”

  FLIP

  This woman will be the death of me. I fucking swear on everything that this woman gets me so hard and makes me want her more and more each moment of the day. A matter of a few hours earlier, I was balls deep in her and now I’m hard up.

  My tongue covers her clit and her body shakes against my face. I can tell she’s coming hard but I don’t let up. I want her to come harder than before. It’s fucking hot as hell that she’s so turned on that her pussy is weeping.

  Brit’s body spasms, her fingernails digging into my scalp. Each time her body moves, I lick her harder, fuck her with my fingers faster. She’s mumbling about something but I’m not even paying attention. I want her to keep coming. She tastes so good.

  “No! No!” She begs but it’s mumbled.

  I look up from her flesh to look at her beautiful face that’s scrunched up in ecstasy. Mack slams his mouth down on hers and they start a dirty dance of kissing.

  My dick is so hard that I reach down with my other hand to squeeze my shaft through the denim. All I can think about is getting her to come one more time. Just once more and then I can fuck her.

  We can fuck her.

  I take my mouth away from her gorgeous pussy and take a good look at her frazzled face that’s pushed against Mack Truck’s. Their tongues are dueling with each other and I can’t help but feel a little jealous that he’s making out with her. I want to taste her lips, her pussy, her ass- everything. All at once.

  “Come one more time,” I coax her as I drop my hand from my dick to her mound. I slap her and she squeals.

  I zoom in on her pussy then. It’s tightening around my fingers that are still playing in her holes- stretching her out to get ready for us. I latch onto her clit with my mouth, sucking the sensitive bud in and flicking over it with my tongue. She’s shaking on the chair but her cries are muffled by Mack Truck’s mouth. When Britney comes, I feel her juices flood my mouth. I eagerly lap it up like the sweet honey that it is.

  Once her body is done shaking, I take my hand and mouth away from her pussy. Standing up, I unbuckle my jeans, push them down to my feet before kicking off my boots. My dick is standing at full attention ready for her to pay attention to me.

  “Put her on her knees, brother,” I address Mack Truck. “I want her lips puffy from sucking our cocks.”

  In a matter of seconds, Britney’s on her knees in between us. Her little hands are wrapping around our shafts and she tugs on our shafts. “You want my mouth?” She asks stupidly.

  I roll my head back trying to calm myself but it doesn’t work. “Baby, if you don’t put me in your mouth, I’m going to spank your fuckin’ ass,” I threaten.

  She smirks at me but focuses on Mack Truck’s dick over mine! The little witch knew what she was doing. Her mouth closes around his crown of his dick and her head begins to bob up and down.

  I wrap my hand in her hair to control her movements as she lavishes him with her mouth. My dick is fucking rock hard, I’m trying to keep from busting a nut right now.

  With more force than I intended, I pull her head back and she winks at me. “I wanted a spanking,” she sputters out.

  “Oh, you’ll get one. You’ll get one for getting so hot that we want to fuck the shit o
ut of you,” Mack Truck growls.

  Brit wraps her luscious lips around the head of my dick and she begins to swallow me whole. I feel the back of her mouth tighten then loosen to accommodate me.

  My eyes squeeze shut and I try to focus on anything but the sexiest girl swallowing my dick. Not working. Her hand fondles my balls and I lose it. I sink both hands deeper in her hair to control her movements.

  Mack Truck clears his throat. “Let’s take this back here,” he exclaims and takes off the rest of his clothes.

  We both follow him and I have my fingers tracing all over Britney’s body. I can’t stop touching her. “Precious, you’re so fuckin’ sexy,” I murmur.

  She giggles.

  “You guys are going to make my head big,” she exclaims causing us both to laugh.

  Mack Truck is the first one to lay on the tattoo bed. “Come here, gorgeous. Put me in your pussy,” he orders.

  Britney climbs up on the bed with shaky legs but she manages to drop down on him with ease. My dick is throbbing and begging. I wait until they are situated before I climb on the bed behind her. I line my dick up to her ass and then sink all the way in.

  “You like that, don’t you?” Mack Truck growls. “You like getting fucked by us. You love being the dirty girl that you are.”

  “Yes, yes, yes!” She chants.

  We are both fucking up in her at the same time. “Fuck me, precious,” I bite out. I’m trying to hold back my orgasm but it’s not working. All I can think about is her muscles squeezing me.

  I place both my hands on her hips and use that as leverage to fuck her. Mack Truck uses his hands that are cupping the front of Brit’s thighs to control the movements.

  “I’m going to come! I’m going to come! Holy shit!” She yells and squeezes my dick hard. Her muscles that are working me are making me see spots.

  “Fuck!” I yell while emptying my balls in her ass. I collapse on her back, my body covering her like a duvet.

  With a grunt, Mack Truck begins to shout. “Squeeze me just like that, fuck, yeah!”

  BRITNEY

  It’s the moments that I’m alone, I worry the most about what we are doing. It’s reckless, dangerous but so hot. I couldn’t imagine being with one of them without the other now that I have been shared by them. It’s not possible.