Authors: Jessa Hawke
"We're talking about you and me and one woman!"
"One incredibly hot woman!" said Jake.
"You really want to do this?"
"Well I'm not saying it would be my first choice, but look around Danny. We're out of options."
Danny glanced around the bar. He hadn't noticed before then, but Jake was right. Everyone else had left. "I guess it wouldn't be the worst idea in the world. She is hot."
"Yeah, and when I make her come, try not to be too disappointed," said Jake.
"You?" said Danny incredulously. "You'll probably blow your wad the second she takes off her top!"
"So, does that mean we're doing this?"
"Well, like you pointed out, if we don't we're going home alone."
"Good point," Jake agreed.
"Well let's go before I change my mind."
They found Taylor exactly where she said she would be, leaning against the van. "So boys, are you ready to go?" she asked, but from the way she said it they were both pretty sure she already knew the answer. "I know I am."
Neither Danny nor Jake really knew what to say, so after a couple of quickly mumbled yeses, they all got in the van and drove back to the motel. It was less than five minutes away, and the guys found themselves hoping it would be much farther. The thought of what they were about to do, while exciting, was also a bit nerve-racking. After all, this was uncharted territory for the two of them.
Danny and Jake had both been with dozens of women, and on multiple occasions had been with more than one at the same time. They had never been in a situation where they were sharing even multiple women, and they both realized they honestly didn't know how to get started. They didn't have much time to consider the matter before Jake pulled the van into the motel parking lot.
"You guys need some drinks to relax?" asked Taylor. "There's an all-night liquor store across the street."
"Not a bad idea," said Danny and when Jake agreed, they made a quick detour to pick up a fifth of Jack Daniels. Twenty minutes later they were back in the motel room.
"Okay, take your shirts off," Taylor said and just in case they needed a demonstration, she pulled her own top over her head."
"You were wrong Danny," said Jake and then he took a swig of Jack. "I haven't blown anything yet." In an instant he pulled off his own shirt.
"Well I'm glad to hear that," said Taylor as she ran her fingernails over his chiseled abs. "Danny, get your ass over here."
He didn't have to be asked twice. He took his shirt and came up behind her. He pressed his bare chest against her back. In an instant he had her black lace bra undone. She tossed it aside and brought him around so she could see him. She slid her hand down and began taking off his pants. Jake didn't wait. He had his own pants off quickly and began working on hers. In seconds they were all out of their clothes.
Taylor led them to the bed. She sat and the edge and began jacking them both off. "Not yet boys," she said when she sensed they were close to climax. "I still have plans for you."
She pulled Jake to the bed and kissed him deeply. He kissed back and slid his hand between her thighs to rub her clit. She purred with satisfaction at his touch. Then Danny slid into the bed on the other side of her. Taylor was on her right side facing Jake with Danny behind her. She could feel Danny's cock pressing against her ass as Jake continued to massage her clit. She was eager to have one of them inside her, and she knew they wanted that, too.
Then Danny entered her from behind. She gasped with unexpected pleasure, and then began to rub Jake's cock. They were in perfect rhythm, with Taylor's strokes of Jake in time with Danny's thrusts into her. Before long Jake shifted position so that he could have his cock in Taylor's mouth. She accepted it willingly, again matching the cadence of her licks and sucks to that of Danny's driving into her.
After a time they changed positions so that each could experience the pleasure of the night in all its forms. They did this often, both to keep the excitement fresh and also to keep it from ending too soon. Whatever trepidation Jake and Danny had felt in the beginning was long since forgotten. All they could think about was the woman and the moment they were all sharing. No one wanted it to end, but they all knew that eventually it must.
“Wait, before we all come I need to see the two of you make out, Taylor said as she pulled her body slightly away from the guys. Jake and Danny looked at each other and faint smiles formed on each of their faces. Then like magnets, their mouths were drawn toward one another and they began kissing. Taylor could see things were starting to heat up as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues, and she was starting to get turned on. She took Jakes hand and led it down to Danny’s hard cock and watched as he began jerking him off. Danny in turn lowered his hand to Taylor’s pussy and started stroking her wet mound, running his fingers through her slick folds. Taylor brought her hands to her tits and began massaging them tweaking her nipples and flicking them to the same rhythm that Danny was flicking her clit.
Taylor then pried the two guys apart and pushed Danny onto the bed. She then got onto the bed and straddled his face. Jake looked on waiting for her instruction as she pointed to Danny’s hard dick. Jake nodded and lowered his head to Danny’s manhood, licking the shaft before wrapping his lips around the head of the throbbing member. Taylor rode Danny’s tongue, as he licked and nibbled her clit. She rode him hard, moaning as he sucked on her clit and plunged his tongue into her love slit. Her movements quickened as her sweet love nectar flowed down onto Danny’s face and she moaned loudly as she climaxed. Jake continued to suck Danny’s cock until he was on the verge of coming.
Taylor quickly got off of Danny’s face and moved down his body, pushing Jake aside and started sucking Danny’s cock to finish him off. Jake in the meantime stuck his dick into her pussy from behind. As he began to ejaculate, he pulled out to blow it all over her tits. She moaned with satisfaction as he grunted his satisfaction at his release. Before Danny could finish, Jake came inside her from behind. Barely a second later Taylor had another intense orgasm. It was so deep and complete that she could not help but scream in ecstasy.
"Boys, you did not disappoint," said Taylor as the three of them lay back in the bed. All three were still panting from the exertion of what they had just done. It was a new experience for each of them. For Taylor, the reality was even better than her lifelong fantasy. For Danny and Jake, the thrill of trying something they never before had more than made up for any uneasiness they felt in the beginning.
"I have to say, you were pretty amazing yourself," said Jake, and Danny was quick to agree.
"Well, I'm grabbing a quick shower and then I'm out of here," Taylor announced suddenly and without waiting for a response got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Dawn was beginning to break when she left, and the guys were each amazed that Taylor didn't seem to be showing any signs of the exhaustion they both felt.
She left with barely a goodbye. She didn't ask them to drive her or to call her a cab and they didn't offer. If either man felt guilty about that fact, it was gone quickly as fatigue overtook them and they both faded off to sleep.
Taylor didn't show up at Rocks that night and both Danny and Jake were glad. Not because they were ashamed at what the three of them had done. On the contrary, they were thrilled about it and both knew they would be discussing it for months if not years. They were glad she didn't show up because Saturday's show was a far cry from Friday's. It was actually one of their worst in months, and both Danny and Jake knew it was their fault. For some reason, they just couldn't find the same energy as the last night.
"I think we need to agree on something," said Danny as they packed up the gear after the show.
"What's that?" asked Jake.
"No more three ways the night before a show. It just takes too much effort.
"I agree. The next time we both bang the same chick; we do it on a Saturday."
THE END
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Two Shades of Alpha
Sam planned to attend a large university that emphasized sports. On her first
visit to check out the school, she saw the cheer leading team out on the grass and knew that she wanted to be a part of it. The way the girls tossed each other in the air, twirling round and round, mesmerized her. All of the cheer leaders kicks looked so graceful, like they were more angelic beings than the mere mortals that walked the campus around them. Sam didn't know if the team would let her join, though. Sam, although athletic, was a bigger girl. Not huge, by any means, but very curvy. The girls on the cheer leading squad looked to weigh, on average, maybe one hundred and twenty pounds at the maximum.
Sam became obsessed with the idea of being a cheerleader. She started putting in long hours at the gym, training hard to try to lose weight. What happened instead was that she became strong, although she didn't shed any weight. Her boyfriend at the time asked her why she wanted to be super skinny anyway since she was so good looking as a curvy girl. Later on, before high school graduation, he left her to join the military. Sam kept training, working hard, and eating right. She told herself over and over that eventually all of it would pay off, that soon enough it would be her time to toss girls in the air and watch them twirl there majestically before coming back down to her strong, waiting arms.
When Sam got to college, the first thing she did was find the athletic office and ask where the cheer leading coach’s office was. A lady behind the desk told her that the cheer leading coach didn't have her own office specifically for cheer leading, but that the coach could be found in her room. Sam made her way to the coach’s room and nervously opened the door. Inside the coach sat behind her desk, correcting students’ papers and glancing up at the clock every few seconds.
“Uh, hello,” Sam said. “Could you help me? I was wondering if I could join the cheer leading team.”
The teacher beckoned her to come forward into the room.
“Well hello,” the coach said. “You must be a freshman. We have a lot of freshmen try to join the team and let me tell you not everyone is cut out for it. Not because of looks, though, before you jump to any conclusions, but because it takes quite a bit of dedication to be a cheer leader. It isn't like everyone thinks it is.”
Sam stood there looking at the cheer leading instructor and realized that the coach was extremely beautiful with long black hair and face like a porcelain doll. Sam's hair was red and didn't flow like the instructor’s hair did.
“Well I've been training hard,” Sam began. “I've put in countless hours in the gym and some of my friends have practiced letting me throw and catch them. I'm sure I have a long way to go but I'm sure I have a solid enough foundation to make the team.”
The cheer leading coach looked her up and down.
“All right, we'll see if you make the cut,” she said. “Be at practice tonight right after school gets out and we'll see if you have what it takes to be a cheer leader.”
Sam left without even learning the coach’s name. Later she knew that it didn't matter what the coach’s name was because the cheer squad was so centered on itself that it was almost like its own little universe. Sam fit in well, and her great strength made her a valuable asset to the team. She could throw girls high into the air almost one handed, and could catch them easily without every giving anyone reason to doubt that she knew what she was doing and was fully capable of being one of the greatest cheer leaders the university had ever had.
School started and Sam's life turned into a blur of class and cheer. There really wasn't a whole lot else for her to do in the big college town she found a bit overwhelming after growing up in a quaint little town in the middle of nowhere. She didn't make friends very easily, and the cheer team spent so much time together that, although they were friends, they all made an effort to hang out with non-cheer leading people when they were on their off time just to make sure they didn't get sick of each other. Cheer leading was a hard gig, Sam found, one full of selflessness and sacrifice, but also a place where her hard work paid off.
After a few months of her new life Sam started to notice the boys at school more and more. She wasn't really drawn to the jocks, though. Most of them already had girlfriends and most of those girlfriends consisted of cheer leaders. Not wanting to date the second hand boyfriends of her fellow squad mates, Sam kept an eye out for anyone who seemed like a potential candidate for boyfriend material. Often times she would stop putting books in her locker just to stare at someone walking down the hall that she could only imagine running their hands all over her. It turned her on so much to think about while she sat in class that sometimes when she got up she feared to look back at the hardwood seat of her desk because their might be some kind of moisture left behind.
The search for boyfriend material ended with two boys she met smoking cigarettes behind the bleachers. Smoking was the one habit from before her cheer leading obsession that Sam couldn't kick. She didn't do it very much, anymore, but she still enjoyed a cigarette every now and again, especially after a long hard practice of cheer. And behind the bleachers lighting up in secret is where she ran into the Bradley brothers.