Viper's Run(24)

“Viper...” Winter moaned.

“But you are shy, so I will restrain myself, even though my cock is hard as a rock.” Taking her hand in his, he laid her hand on his cock over his jeans. Winter tried to remember that Bliss and Dawn were nearby but she couldn’t catch a thought as Viper stroked her pussy until she couldn’t help herself from forgetting their existence. It had been years since she had an orgasm. Well, before she had dated Viper. She had only had sex a few times with a boy she dated in college. Only once had he managed to make her come. She had been so self-conscious of her body, and he had been rushing to get his, that he hadn’t really cared if she was satisfied or not. Winter had later found out when her roommate had laughingly told her that he was only fucking her to keep her occupied, so her roommate and his friend could have the room.

Viper was no inexperienced boy. His fingers within her wet sheathe knew exactly what they were doing, scrambling her thoughts and driving her to an orgasm that was building in intensity. A soft moan drew Winter from her sexually induced haze. Opening her eyes, she was shocked to see that Cash had Dawn over the back of the chair fucking her, while Train had Bliss bent over his lap as he thrust hard into her mouth. Winter wanted to die of shame, her hand going down to stop Viper. He caught her hand with the one that wasn’t driving her crazy. Circling her wrist in a hard grip, he pulled it up to lie by her head.

“Don’t stop me now, pretty girl,” Viper’s dark voice tempted her. “I can tell you’re about to come, your little pussy is squeezing my fingers tight just like it’s going to be squeezing my cock soon… real soon.” Using the hand by her head, he turned her to face them again, both men’s eyes were trained on her, their expressions tight.

“Let them finish, look at their faces; you have them ready to explode from watching you.” Winter blushed and tried to turn her face into Viper’s shoulder.

“Imagine what they’re thinking. How Cash’s cock is buried in Dawn’s pussy but I bet he’s thinking it’s buried in you. Train is thinking you’re the one sucking him off. “ Winter moaned as his thumb against her clit stroked even faster. Winter couldn’t prevent the knot of desire from exploding into an orgasm. She watched helplessly as both Cash and Train pounded their own release into the moaning women.

Winter tried to jerk Viper’s hand from her but he simply rose up pulling his hand away and began buttoning her skirt.

“Relax, they didn’t see anything other than that pretty face of yours.” He finished buttoning up her skirt and he snapped the front clasp of her bra before buttoning her blouse. “That and those perfect little nipples.”

Winter blushed in shame, not believing that she had allowed things to get so out of hand.

Viper stood with Winter in his arms carrying her from the room and up the steps. She refused to look around her, turning her head into his shoulder. Back in the bedroom, he carried her through to the shower and placed her inside.

“Hold onto the bar.” Winter grabbed onto the metal bar in the shower trembling in reaction to her actions downstairs. She started crying and was trying desperately not to become hysterical. Angrily, she washed, ignoring Viper as he removed his clothes throwing them into the laundry basket in the corner before stepping into the shower with her.

“I hate you.”

“I know.”

He turned the water on warm, easing her body under the warm spray. She wanted to jerk away from his touch but was afraid she would fall in the slippery shower. He put shower gel in his hands and began washing her, despite her protests.

“Get out!”

“You’re angry, you liked it whether you admit it or not, and you did like it a lot, I liked it a lot. You’re going to have to get over it.” His hands slid down her slippery belly to find her cunt with his soapy hand washing her thoroughly.

“No, I won’t,” she smacked his hands away from her.

“Yes, you will. I like to fuck and play and when I do, I don’t care if anybody is around watching. Most of us don’t. Everyone has been walking on eggshells around you. That ended tonight.” He informed her with a ruthless edge to his voice.

“I am not a recruit for your little club. I’m not like those women wanting to join The Last Riders Motorcycle Club. Unlike them, I would not fuck everyone for votes.” She screeched at a man everyone knew to be terrified of. He held complete control over a motorcycle club that was strong and brutal enough to remove any threat they faced.

Viper laughed. “Pretty girl, you got Cash’s and Train’s votes tonight and you don’t have to fuck everyone, just six out of the eight of us.” Ignoring her curses, he turned the water spray onto her rinsing her body of the soap. He stepped out of the shower, lifting her out. Taking a towel from the side, he dried her off then carried her to bed laying her down. Getting in next to her he pulled the covers over both of them.