I stroked my cock beneath my jeans, enjoying the show they were putting on for me. Donna continued to move down Tammy's body and, when her tongue swiped just above the band of Tammy's skirt, she yanked the material straight off her body.
The jean skirt pooled at Tammy's heels, revealing a matching red lace thong. Donna didn't waste a second, tearing the thong aside and diving tongue first into Tammy's pussy. She swiped her tongue across Tammy's clit, and Tammy knotted her fingers in Donna's hair as her head fell back.
"That's right, baby, eat my fucking pussy," Tammy demanded with that little slut mouth of hers. "Eat it," she forced Donna's face into her sloppy cunt, and Donna obliged by grabbing Tammy's ass and pulling her even closer still.
Tammy let out a loud moan, and then ripped Donna by her hair and bent down. "Did you like how that tasted, you dirty whore?"
Donna bit her lip, and the movement reminded me of Sunshine. I refused to think about her now, so I shook the thought from my head and continued watching the two sluts in front of me.
Tammy smashed her lips to Donna's, thrusting her tongue deep before pulling back. "Mmm, I taste good, don't I?"
"So good," Donna said, swiping a finger across Tammy's cunt, and then bringing it to her lips.
Tammy smiled, and then grabbed Donna's hand, guiding her over to me. Tammy gripped Donna's shoulder, and forced her to her knees in between my legs. Donna unzipped my pants, and my cock sprang free.
Donna eyed it like an ice cream cone she wanted to devour. Her tongue dabbed her lips, and then she slid them over the tip of my cock and down my shaft. My body arched at the sensation and Tammy grasped my hair, shoving her tongue in my mouth.
I didn't let anyone take control, especially not some whore. I grabbed her face, and stared into her eyes. "Go suck my dick," I demanded, and let my hands fall from her face, turning my head away from her. She sunk to her knees, and pushed Donna away, wrapping her hand around my dick and doing what she did best.
Her head bobbed up and down, her tongue sloppily swiping back and forth as it went. She pulled back and spit on my cock before shoving it back into her mouth. Her hand clutched my base, and she worked it in sync with his mouth.
Donna stripped down to her thong, pushed her way in and sucked my ball into her mouth as her hand massaged the other. I dug my nails into the leather of the sofa as the desire to come all over their faces grew.
Tammy, finally willing to share, moved to one side while Donna ran her lips and tongue up the other. They went back and forth, meeting at the top, and swiping their tongues against each other, before sliding back down.
Spit dripped down my balls, and I had enough of the licking and sucking. I snatched both of them by the back of the head, and eased them off of me. Their lips glistened, and spit dribbled down the sides of their mouths onto their chins.
They sat back on their heels, waiting for me to give them my command. I reached down, taking their hands, and helping them up. I positioned Tammy on the couch, and Donna's pussy above her.
I spit on my hand and stroked my cock, lubing it up. Donna leaned over the couch, and I watched as Tammy's tongue swiped along her swollen lips. I stood over Tammy, and pointed my cock down into her mouth until she was choking around my length. I pulled out of her throat, leaving my dick nice and wet. I smacked Donna's cunt a few times with my tip before sliding balls deep into her, and treating her like the little slut that she was.
I pumped in and out of her as Tammy's tongue lapped up all her juices. Donna arched her back, resting her head on my shoulder. I grabbed her tits, pinching her nipples, and ramming her hard. She took every blow and begged for more.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Donna screamed, and, hearing enough of her shrill voice, I pushed her head into Tammy's pussy. It muffled her words, and she started licking and teasing.
My fingers dug into her ass. She let out a squeal, and I wound back, letting my hand come down hard on her tanned skin. A red handprint glowed, showing off my handiwork.
I pulled out, already bored. Donna kicked her leg off of Tammy, and I sat on the couch. Tammy sat on my cock, and I thrust inside of her. Donna grabbed my head and pressed my face into her tits. I bit her nipple, eliciting a loud shriek from her.
She climbed up on the top of the sofa, and sat on my face. I plunged my tongue into her pussy, and then circled my tongue around her clit.
I rested back and let Tammy ride the fuck out of me, as Donna sucked and kissed my neck. I closed my eyes, and Sunshine popped into my head. The way her tight pussy rocked on my cock, and how her head fell back in ecstasy. I was never once bored when I was buried inside her.
The sound of the door opening knocked me out of my daydream, and I flicked my gaze to the doorway. I blinked to make sure I was seeing straight. Sunshine stood in the door, her eyes widened in shock and embarrassment.
My eyes lingered on her white skirt cut just above her knee. Amazing how I had two naked chicks slobbering all over me, yet staring at Sunshine covered up made me hard as fuck.
She stumbled backward, smacking into the wall. "I … I … I'm sorry," she blurted, causing Tammy and Donna to turn toward her.
"Want to join us, sweetheart?" Tammy said with a wink, and my Sunshine ran away with a huff.
Aubree
Oh, my God. My eyes. What the hell did I just see? Was he shooting a porno? I didn't see any cameras, but why else would he be doing those things he was doing with not one but two girls? I mean, who did that in real life? Embarrassed, and slightly disgusted, I stormed away from the door and began to run down the hallway past the other closed doors when I came to a stop.
The guy at the bar had told me I could find Cash back here. Now I knew why he and the others were laughing as I walked away. They must've thought I was such an idiot. And I was. What Cash and I had that one night under the stars on his bike was nothing short of amazing, but that was all it was supposed to be: one night.
He clearly wasn't thinking about me because, if he was, he would've been trying to track me down as I was him instead of starring in his own porn movie.
What the hell did I expect? He was a Righteous Outlaw and. while that meant nothing to me a week ago, I had done my research. He was in a motorcycle club that had a rap sheet a mile long, including racketeering, murder, drug trafficking, grand theft auto, battery and larceny. While they might not have been convicted on all charges, it was enough for me to know this was not a place for me.
I grew up in a wealthy household where I was raised to strive for Ivy League and perfection. I had never even gotten a speeding ticket and the only time I had spoken with a cop was at a charity event held by my father. If he knew I was here right now, he would lock me in my room and hide the key.
According to him, my life was already planned out. I was surprised he and William hadn't booked the country club for our wedding yet. To them, it didn't matter that I refused the four carat diamond ring William presented to me at graduation. In their minds my fate was sealed and maybe it was. My entire life had been mapped out for me right down to the college I went to and the clothes I wore. I always strived to please my parents. It was as if it was a sickness that forced me to always do the things I knew they wanted me to do. The thought of disappointing them almost made me sick.
Still, the desire to see Cash outweighed my common sense. I couldn't stop thinking about him. Every time I thought of us together, my legs would tingle as if he was touching me. The taste of him was becoming a fading memory, and I wanted to get it back, which is why I searched for him.
He made me feel things I had never felt before, and I wanted more. For the first time in my life I didn't think about what my parents would say if they knew. I was addicted to him. However, I knew now, it was an addiction I needed to get over and fast. This wasn't some fairytale where Prince Charming rode up on his motorcycle and changed my life forever. He was a one-night stand, and that's what he needed to stay as.
And I needed to get the hell out of here, but I didn't want to go back the way I came, just to see those guy's faces as they laughed at me, and mocked me for being naïve and stupid. Unfortunately, I was screwed because I couldn't find any exit signs or even a door that look like it would lead me to the outside.
I had no choice. I had to go back in there. Back into the bar area where all the members of Cash's club sat, and all those slutty girls silently judged me.