Alex
I never expected to try sharing a girl with Wade and Jason.
I’m not completely opposed to the idea; sex is sex, after all. It’s just not what I woke up aiming for this morning. The thing that makes it all okay is Zeva. I’ve never wanted something like this. I’ve never actually desired to fuck a girl. It’s always been pretty effortless. Girls learn who I am and what I do, and I have to pick them up off their knees before they stain my pants.
Zeva is a different creature.
She comes off as innocent (as much as a stripper can, I suppose), but I know there’s more to her than that. Just watching her dance for us proves that. Now she drags us to a VIP room, knowing full well what we do in here… Yeah, a virgin with three hardened bikers? Definitely not how I planned my day out.
Not that I’m complaining.
“Fucking hell, Zeva. How the hell did you manage to stay a virgin all this time?” I say, sipping my drink.
“I always thought the right guy just never came along, you know?” she shrugs. “In the meantime, a biker’s child has to know how to take care of herself. Who knew what I was waiting for was the right three guys?” she giggles and winks.
I pull her over onto my lap.
“Well, we’re caring guys, for sure. We know you’re a virgin, so we want to give you the best experience you can imagine, so we’re gonna be as gentle as three hard ass bikers can be,” I say, stroking her soft thigh. “Of course, that still means we’re gonna fuck all your holes till you can’t walk and cover you in cum. You know what you’re getting into right?”
Zeva bites her lip and nods. I can tell she’s excited, and not just from the heat from her pussy on my thigh.
“I thought so,” I say. I grab her tit firmly and massage it through her shirt. A gentle moan escapes her lips, her face blushing in excitement both from how she’s being handled and the fact that two other guys are watching, waiting to do the same. She stands up, breathing a little heavy, her nipples poking out against the fabric of her shirt to further betray her arousal.
Zeva walks over to Wade and starts to sway her ass in front of him. He grabs it tight and she smiles, then sits down on his lap and starts to grind on him. She yelps in surprise as she feels his cock grow. Even as a virgin I know she’s seen her fair share, either at work or while taking care of herself with some porn, but not many girls get to see cocks like that. I know full well what Wade is packing, and also that Jason and myself are no different. We’re all too familiar with the look of shock when a girl gets their first feel of it.
She gives Wade one of the more lust filled lap dances I’ve seen in my time, then moves to straddle Jason. He smiles and strokes her arms as she grinds on his lap. She seems a little less surprised and more flattered at his hard cock between her legs this time. She grinds on him, holding onto his shoulders for full balance. He smirks and grabs her ass and grinds her on himself a little rougher.
Zeva dismounts Jason and starts to dance around a little by herself, showing off to each of us in turn. As she dances she slowly pieces off layer after layer of clothing. We’ve all seen her do this more times than we can count, and not once will any of us be tired of the sight. This time is a little different, though. I can tell she has more passion to her movements, and it’s driving me wild. I’ve dreamt of this day, but she always seemed so aloof, even to me. Now here she is, sliding out of her drenched thong right in front of me, staring at me in the eyes, her eyes dripping with lust. I can honestly say I’ve never been harder in my life.
“You boys didn’t come here for the same old show, so how ‘bout you give me a peek now?” Zeva says playfully.
Jason and Wade don’t even hesitate a moment, yanking their shirts off. I’m taking a little more time, enjoying the moment. It’s not every day you get a virgin, you know? And once in a lifetime you get one like Zeva. I hear two clinks of belts being opened by the time I pull my shirt off, and before I can even look they’re both down to their boxer briefs. I pull my pants down to match, and it’s a damn surprise none of our boxers are bursting with the boners Zeva has inspired.
Zeva can’t even decide where to look. She looks like a kid in a candy store with how much she has to pick from. She motions for us to pause where we are, then walks to Wade and starts stroking his muscled chest. She traces her fingers down, running between the defined muscles of his abs, before hooking her finger in his boxer briefs. She slowly pulls them down for him, his cock flying free right in front of her. She gasps and bites her lip, restraining herself from jumping on it right there. She gives it a brief stroke before moving onto Jason.
This time she runs her nails down his chest. She seems to know what each of us likes a little better than we expected. She rubs his hard cock through his boxer briefs before pulling them down as well. She takes a moment to study his cock, licking her lips as it throbs right in front of her, then turns around, rubs her ass on him teasingly. He gives her ass a sharp smack then pushes her to walk over to me.
I don’t hesitate a moment. I grab her naked body and pull it up to mine, feeling her smooth skin against me. She gasps and giggles a little, then snakes her hand between us to rub my cock as well. She moans slightly against me as she strokes me through the fabric. I grab her firm ass tightly and grind my cock against her stomach. She bites her lip again and slowly descends to her knees as she rubs her whole body against mine. Zeva looks up at me for one more brief moment before she’s eye-to-eye with my cock. She grabs the waistband and pulls my boxer briefs down slowly until they’re firmly caught on my cock, and with one final tug it springs free to its full glory right in front of her.
And here we go.