Sharing Her: 10 New Erotic MFM Short Stories Page 2

  Then Brett drops his boxers.

  His cock is long, thick, and ribbed with veins. His dark, bulging crown looks like it’s desperate to be inside something.

  Mike does the same, and his is just as unbelievable. I had no idea the two of them were like this, but I always hoped.

  “Alright, good girl,” Brett says teasingly as he gets on his knees and pushes my legs apart. “I’ve always wondered how you tasted.”

  Before I can react, he sticks his face to my cunt and lets out his tongue. I want to stop him, but I’m already so, so close to cumming that my body won’t let me. The next second, I feel my high school bully’s tongue run up my slit and lick up the honey I’ve been spilling on my fingers.

  I toss my head back and lean on my elbows as heat crashes up my body. I’m right on the brink, and Brett’s moaning as he works his tongue toward my clit only pushes me closer. His tongue is strong and huge, and it’s so nimble that the tip plays with my clit in a way that makes me feel just as good as when Mike had me.

  His tongue darts out over and over again, to the point that I feel like a guitar string pulled so tight I’m about to snap.

  Mike approaches, massaging his cock, and just the sight of him with Brett eating me out does it for me.

  I squeeze Brett’s head between my thighs and let out a long, high-pitched squeal as I come on Brett’s face, dousing him in my honey, and he doesn’t let up. His tongue keeps washing over me, pushing my lower lips aside and exploring the place that’s been so private, so sacred to me all my life.

  I’m these guys’ toy now, and I’m loving every second of it.

  “Damn, Maddie, you made a mess,” Brett growls, and I swallow, ashamed of myself. Brett crawls up the bed to me, looming over me with a face covered in my own juices. “Let’s see how you like it.” He presses his lips to mine, wetting my face with my own cum, but that isn’t what he meant.

  He shoves his whole cock into me without warning.

  I scream into his kiss, but he holds me with a grip so tight I doubt he can even feel me thrashing. Once he’s down to the hilt in me, he breaks the kiss and sits up, scooting us back and picking up one of my legs to drape over his shoulder.

  “Hey Mike, you got a good angle?”

  “Almost,” Mike says as he gets on the bed to my right, sizing me up.

  “Got you covered, bro,” Brett says, and he takes hold of my hair to tilt my head back and make me face Mike. My mouth is hanging open, and I feel like a bow pulled way back, between his cock and his grip. He has me paralyzed and helpless as Mike gets on the bed, his cock bobbing softly as he smiles.

  “Perfect,” Mike says, and my eyes widen as I realize what he’s about to do. He reaches out and strokes my face gently, looking down at me with a lustful smile. “I always liked your lips, Maddie,” he says. “Why don’t you show me what you wanted to use them for?”

  I know what he means, and when that realization hits me, I feel my pussy tighten and get wet all over again.

  “I think she likes you, Mike,” Brett says, grunting as I clench my pussy around him. I look up, and I see Mike’s massive cock looming over me, and he’s lowering it to my mouth.

  “Let’s make your dreams come true, Maddie,” he growls.

  I take his cock in my lips without a second thought.

  The smell of his cock is musky and heady, and I close my eyes and moan as he slides it into my mouth. I feel its weight on my tongue, and I think it’s heavier than I imagined, but he just keeps putting more and more of it in.

  My mind goes to the girl who looked just like me in that porn I was watching. I try to channel her as much as I can, but there’s just so much cock.

  I keep taking it in until it hits the back of my throat. I feel my gag reflex trying to kick in, and tears spring to my eyes…

  ...but then Brett starts bucking into me.

  Wave after wave of bliss washes through me as I feel his cock exploring my cunt just the way I always wanted. His strong hands grip my sensitive inner thighs and play with the soft skin while Mike runs his hand through my hair while the other hand goes to my stiff nipple and starts playing with it.

  I signed up to be their toy for the night, but it feels like they’re the ones paying to give me everything I’ve ever fantasized about.

  My body is on fire. Every erogenous zone on me is lit up and over sensitive like never before. With Brett pumping into me, I feel the courage to keep my gag reflex down, and I power through the feeling of the bulging tip of Mike’s cock in my mouth.

  I’m going to get through it, for him.

  Having a cock in me is better than I could have imagined. My roommate always raved about having a dildo, but I was too shy to buy one.

  His thick girth makes every fraction of an inch inside me feel so loved, appreciated, and blissful. The groaning of the two guys over me makes me feel like I’ve never felt before. It’s exciting and relaxing all at the same time.

  I can already feel my body starting to get tight from Brett’s thrusting, but I need to give Mike the attention he deserves. I have no idea how to give a blowjob, so I just start doing what feels natural.

  I move my tongue up and down, and I’m rewarded by feeling Mike grip my hair and draw in a sharp breath. “Fuck, Maddie,” he groans.

  That gives me courage. I get a little bolder and start running the tip of my tongue from the base of his shaft as far to the tip as I can, over and over again, and I feel the cock throb and pulse inside me.

  When I feel a bead of precum drop in the back of my throat, it’s like a birthday present for all my hard work, and I feel a wave of happiness hit me.

  Mike starts to help me out by moving his cock back and forth in my mouth. That just makes my head spin with ideas. I start darting my tongue to every part of his cock I can reach. When he almost pulls out entirely, I take the chance to lavish his crown with attention, and as he slides it back in, I make sure that every second he moves, he gets as much of my tongue’s pressure as I can put on him.

  Turns out, I’m pretty good at blowjobs, if Mike’s moaning is anything to judge by.

  But Brett is one giant, amazing distraction between my legs. He goes deeper and deeper, his crown grinding against every part of my insides that he can get to. I start shuddering as he finds ones that I like. He’s so in tune with my body that he knows exactly how to give attention to the best parts of me.

  It’s almost like he’s searching for something, but I don’t know what.

  Then, suddenly, it hits me.

  I’ve always been studious, but sex ed was never my thing. I didn’t even know what a clit was until college. I heard Lara talk about her g-spot, but I never asked what she meant. I only picked up that it was really, really good.

  And the second Brett hits my g-spot with that thick, dark crown, god, I know it.

  My whole body feels like a live wire, twitching and pulsing, and I moan sharply into Mike’s cock just as I’m running my tongue up it.

  That awakens something else in Mike, and suddenly, both the guys seem to turn their game up more than a few notches.

  Brett starts pounding into me harder and faster, like a piston, hitting that g-spot over and over again with his thick crown. Mike starts ramming into me until he can feel the back of my throat, but my gag reflex just isn’t there anymore.

  In a moment of endless, sweet bliss, I feel just like that lucky girl in the video I was watching, getting pounded from both sides by two guys who are groaning, grunting, and panting, all because of me and my body.

  “God, you’re so fucking tight, Maddie,” Brett groans.

  “That’s it, Maddie,” Mike groans, “just a little more, come on, girl…!”

  I feel my whole body winding up, and I feel a little bit afraid in the last few moments. I don’t know how, but I can just feel that my body is about to do something bigger and harder than it ever has before.

  The guys can feel it, too, and they lose all control.

  Brett starts pounding i
nto me with wild abandon, losing his rhythm. He’s just rutting into me like a beast. Mike starts thrusting in my mouth so hard I think he mistook it for my cunt, but somehow, I handle it, lavishing his tongue with more stroking than I thought I was capable of.

  “Yeah, yeah, that’s it baby, oh fuck!” Brett groans, and for a split second, all three of us go silent as we all reach our peaks at the same time.

  Then the hardest orgasm I’ve ever felt in my life hits me.

  My whole body writhes as tension and relaxation spreads out from my pussy to every limb of my body. Touching myself pales in comparison to this. I am paralyzed, and then I feel a shot of seed fill my cunt at the same time that Mike releases in my mouth.

  His cum is salty and delicious, and I moan as it pours over my tongue. I feel like I was releasing these guys’ tension, tension that we’ve felt ever since we all met each other. Meanwhile, they’re doing everything for me I’ve ever dreamed of and more.

  My guys pump me full of cum on both ends, shot after shot entering me and filling me up. I can’t get enough of it. Every time I feel them pulse in me, I want more. I clench my pussy and milk Brett for everything he has, and I bring my tongue to Mike’s slit to tease out every last drop.

  Mike finally pulls his cock from my mouth, and I get to look it in the slit just before a final surge of white shoots out from it and hit me in the face.

  I let out a blissful, delighted sigh as it dribbles down my face to my lips, and I lick it off before another spurt hits my breasts. I rub it into me as Brett empties the rest of himself into my cunt. I’m stuffed full, and I want more, so much more.

  The guys are panting in ragged, tired breaths as I finish them off. I feel so, so theirs, and it’s like swimming through a dream.

  My heart flip-flops as I realize I forgot to take my birth control pill. But when I look up at Mike and Brett...it doesn’t matter. I like it. And I want more.

  When they finally pull their cocks out of me, I feel slightly less whole, and I reach for Mike’s balls to stroke them affectionately. Mike grins and brings his manhood down to my mouth, and I lick it clean while batting my eyes up at him.

  “I think she likes us, Mike,” Brett says.

  “I think I do too,” I say, glancing at both the men. All three of us are glowing, and I’ve never felt more fulfilled in my entire life. “I don’t suppose you’re open to renewing the contract for another night?”

  “How about another night and another morning?” Mike says, grinning down at me.

  “I like that idea,” I say. “Besides...it sounds like we have a lot of catching up to do.”

  “I agree,” Brett says as he strokes my thigh, and it gives me a final shiver of delight. I look into his smiling eyes and feel nothing but warmth. “Maddie, I think this is the start of a very good relationship.”

  Six months later, Mike lifts his face from my soaked pussy as I feel another orgasm wash over me.

  It’s getting harder to see him over my pregnant belly every time he lifts his face, but the look of pure joy in his smile never gets old.

  As he does, I feel Brett’s hands wiping his cum off my breasts while peppering my face in kisses.

  “I swear to god, you just get hotter with every month,” Brett says as he runs his hand over my swollen stomach. I was nervous about being pregnant around my two favorite guys, but they both know it’s their baby in there, and ever since that first night we took the plunge to be together, we’ve been inseparable.

  “It feels like you two get more enthusiastic every week,” I say as Mike rubs my thighs while Brett massages my shoulders. “If this is how you are, I might just have to stay pregnant after this one.”

  “That won’t be a problem,” Brett whispers into my ear. “Because we’re going to get you knocked up with our babies again and again and again, as long as you want.”

  I turned to kiss Brett on the lips, flashing my sparkling engagement rings with a playful smile.

  “Careful what you wish for, Brett,” I say. “Forever is a long time.”

  Catering To Her

  “You look a little lonely, why don’t you join us in here?”

  I stop walking and turn my head ever so slightly to look back toward the steaming hot tub, not sure whether that thick, husky voice is talking to me or not. When my eyes fall on the speaker, though, I can’t believe my eyes.

  “Yeah, blondie, he’s talking to you,” says the second man with a cocky smile.

  Jack Marlowe and Aiden Scott, two of the hottest guys in Hollywood, are soaking in the bubbling, steaming water, and if I didn’t know better, I’d think both of them were absolutely devouring me with their eyes.

  I’m just one of the catering girls. My blonde hair is on the curly side and cut well above my shoulders, and I have a curvy frame that suits my modest button-down shirt and skimpy skirt and heels well. The cherry-red lipstick and subtle rose perfume I’m wearing was probably more than was necessary, but I like a little extra effort in my looks. Still, I don’t think I’m Hollywood material.

  When I got the call this morning that I was supposed to cater for one of those exclusive Hollywood house parties you only hear about in the tabloids, I couldn’t believe it. Having broken up my good-for-nothing boyfriend who didn’t even bother to pop my cherry last week, I was in the mood for something new and exciting, and this got my heart racing.

  When I slipped some of the most expensive, frilly, lacy lingerie on under my professional catering outfit, I assumed it would just be something to give me a boost of confidence.

  My risque underwear would be my little secret.

  I never expected to turn heads at the party, much less the heads of the two guys I’d spent more than a little time thinking about in my private time in the bathtub.

  “Usually,” Aiden says, turning to lean his bare arms against the concrete, “when Jack Marlowe says ‘come’, girls listen.”

  “Maybe she’s shy, Aiden,” Jack says. “Or just tired. We’ve been watching her all night, we know how hard she’s been working.”

  My heart flutters. Just how much have they been watching me?

  “Alright, then come bring some of those drinks over to us,” Aiden says. He hooks his finger and beckons me with a smile that makes my heart melt.

  I’ve been a fan of their movies since as long as I can remember. Both these guys are almost ten years older than me, but they look better than anyone my age that I’ve ever met.

  Jack has short black hair and the perfect amount of scruff on his face, and his piercing blue eyes are so clear and bright that I feel like they can see right through my clothes.

  And I kind of like that idea.

  Aiden is the perfect foil to him. He has shaggy blonde hair that makes him look like a surfer, and his face is clean shaven to show off his perfectly tanned skin and deep green eyes.

  If you believed the tabloids, Jack was the gruff one with a heart of gold, while Aiden was the forward and fiery one. The idea of finding out whether either is true sends a ripple of excitement up my back.

  “What can I get you gentlemen?” I ask in my best server’s tone as I approach them slowly. My heart beats faster as I realize I’m swaying my hips on my way over to them, and both of them grin at the sight.

  “Think I’d like a tall drink of you,” Aiden says, and Jack rolls his eyes.

  “Couple glasses of champagne, but I want you to join us,” Jack says.

  His tone makes it clear that isn’t a suggestion. It is a kind but firm order. My cheeks go red, and I can’t help but smile.

  “I might get in trouble for drinking on the job,” I say.

  “Are you even legal to drink?” Aiden purr as I approach. As I step close enough to look right down at them, I realize he’s looking up my legs with hungry eyes.

  “Would they let me serve if I wasn’t?”

  Jack grins at Aiden. “She’s got bite. I like her.”

  “I do too,” Aiden muses. “Legs that go on for days, blonde Marilyn Monroe hair
, ruby-red lips, and eyelashes that could kill a man? You’re not getting paid enough for this, young lady.”

  “What do you think of the party?” Jack asks, a little sincerity in his voice. I feel my heart racing, and I just blurt out the first thing that comes to mind on pure impulse.

  “I think I like you two calling me ‘young lady’.” The words couldn’t have been mine. I can’t believe it!

  I’ve always been a girl who knows what she likes. I’m ashamed to admit it, but my laptop’s search history is crammed with so much porn that you’d think I make the stuff.

  Specifically, I spend almost every night looking for videos about two guys having one girl to themselves.

  It’s always interested me. I don’t know what it is about that combo, but the thought of two men grabbing me everywhere my ex was too much of a wimp to go, two husky voices whispering into my ear...just the thought gets me worked up.

  And right now, I’m standing over a couple of guys who don’t even know they’re hitting on my deepest, darkest secret.

  Aiden’s face lights up, and Jack sits back in the tub and strokes his scruffy chin with a wolfish smile.

  “I’ll call you a few more things if you serve us those drinks,” Aiden growls.

  I can’t believe I’m doing this.

  I’m going to get so fired if I indulge them too much. My boss is strict about this kind of thing. The last thing the company wants is its girls getting tossed around by the celebrities they’re supposed to be working for.

  But these two…

  I take a couple of glasses between my hands and bend over, serving one glass to Aiden while making sure to give Jack a good, long look at my ass. I hear a murmur of approval from him, and I feel my cheeks go even redder as Aiden’s hand brushes mine while he takes both glasses for himself.

  When he winks, it feels like an arrow shooting me through the heart, and I love it.

  I reward him by turning and giving him a turn looking at me as I serve Jack, whose smoky eyes hold me entranced for a few moments while he takes just the one glass.