fucking sunshine, let’s see if she tastes as good,” Easy
murmured and Poke grinned down at her and continued to play with her nipples.
“I love these tits, they are beggin’ me to fuckin’ suck them into my mouth to have
a taste,” Poke said and she groaned as he did just what he said.
Her head laid against the back of the couch as the two men feasted on her body. She
was on fire, feeling things she never thought she would feel with a man. Her previous
boyfriends had been lackluster at best. They didn’t set off the need that these two
men did. She had no idea what the hell was wrong with her, she liked having the two
men touch her, play her body like a violin.
Easy swiped his tongue up her slit, licking her until she was writhing beneath him,
she had never felt anything like this. When he paused at the top of her pussy, she
held her breath. She felt his fingers pull her apart and then she looked down at
him as he grinned. Weird .
“Perfect little clit, baby,” he whispered and then sucked it in his mouth. Freedom
bowed off the couch, pushing her breast into Poke’s hand and mouth, while also pushing
her pussy into Easy’s mouth. He was relentless, holding her clit between his teeth
and flicking his tongue over and over until she was ready to scream.
“Fuck yeah, baby girl,” Poke murmured against her nipple. “She is fucking shaking
she wants to come so bad, Easy.”
Something in her snapped as she felt them owning her body, she wanted more, she wanted
them to stop playing around and fuck her. She wanted to feel their cocks, she didn’t
care anymore if she was a virgin or not. This was a turning point for her. She was
becoming something she never thought she would be, a demanding wanton woman.
“Please,” Freedom cried loudly. She didn’t even care how loud she had become. Demanding
they let her come as she grabbed both of their heads and held them where she wanted
them to be.
When she came, Freedom screamed both of their names, praising them for giving her
such an amazing release. And just like that both of the men released her. Freedom
laid on the couch half naked with two men towering over her. She wanted to raise
her arms and have them cuddle with her as her body shook and came down from the orgasm
they provided her. But when she saw the look on their faces, she froze.
“Get dressed,” Easy ordered. Freedom flinched at his voice.
“Come on, baby girl,” Poke said smoothly and handed her the jeans they had just ripped
of her body.
Freedom nodded. Not sure where to look, instead she put her head down and busied
herself with her clothes as they watched her with hooded eyes. When she was done,
she stood with her hands at her sides and finally looked up at Easy. The passionate
man who had been with her moments ago was gone, and the cold, unfeeling biker she
had come to recognize and even want was standing before her. Poke was tense, she
could see him wrestling with something but he remained silent and let Easy handle
the conversation.
“I'll talk to Creed about you joining. For now, you will keep your mouth shut, your
eyes open. From this moment, you are a probate Bitch, which means you live off the
club, but will come to the house when we ask. Before you are allowed over, you will
have to prove to the guys your loyalty and that you are serious about this. If they
want something, you do it. Don’t care what it is, you feel me?” Easy said and Freedom
paused and then nodded slowly.
She didn’t want anyone to touch her but these two men, but if she wanted to be protected,
and see where this led, she was going to do it. With a determined look on her face,
she looked up at him and finally answered.
“Yes, I understand,” she said firmly.
“You get what I am saying, babe? Because once you start down this road, there is
no going back. Once a Bitch always a Bitch, and none of the guys are gonna give a
shit if you
murmured and Poke grinned down at her and continued to play with her nipples.
“I love these tits, they are beggin’ me to fuckin’ suck them into my mouth to have
a taste,” Poke said and she groaned as he did just what he said.
Her head laid against the back of the couch as the two men feasted on her body. She
was on fire, feeling things she never thought she would feel with a man. Her previous
boyfriends had been lackluster at best. They didn’t set off the need that these two
men did. She had no idea what the hell was wrong with her, she liked having the two
men touch her, play her body like a violin.
Easy swiped his tongue up her slit, licking her until she was writhing beneath him,
she had never felt anything like this. When he paused at the top of her pussy, she
held her breath. She felt his fingers pull her apart and then she looked down at
him as he grinned. Weird .
“Perfect little clit, baby,” he whispered and then sucked it in his mouth. Freedom
bowed off the couch, pushing her breast into Poke’s hand and mouth, while also pushing
her pussy into Easy’s mouth. He was relentless, holding her clit between his teeth
and flicking his tongue over and over until she was ready to scream.
“Fuck yeah, baby girl,” Poke murmured against her nipple. “She is fucking shaking
she wants to come so bad, Easy.”
Something in her snapped as she felt them owning her body, she wanted more, she wanted
them to stop playing around and fuck her. She wanted to feel their cocks, she didn’t
care anymore if she was a virgin or not. This was a turning point for her. She was
becoming something she never thought she would be, a demanding wanton woman.
“Please,” Freedom cried loudly. She didn’t even care how loud she had become. Demanding
they let her come as she grabbed both of their heads and held them where she wanted
them to be.
When she came, Freedom screamed both of their names, praising them for giving her
such an amazing release. And just like that both of the men released her. Freedom
laid on the couch half naked with two men towering over her. She wanted to raise
her arms and have them cuddle with her as her body shook and came down from the orgasm
they provided her. But when she saw the look on their faces, she froze.
“Get dressed,” Easy ordered. Freedom flinched at his voice.
“Come on, baby girl,” Poke said smoothly and handed her the jeans they had just ripped
of her body.
Freedom nodded. Not sure where to look, instead she put her head down and busied
herself with her clothes as they watched her with hooded eyes. When she was done,
she stood with her hands at her sides and finally looked up at Easy. The passionate
man who had been with her moments ago was gone, and the cold, unfeeling biker she
had come to recognize and even want was standing before her. Poke was tense, she
could see him wrestling with something but he remained silent and let Easy handle
the conversation.
“I'll talk to Creed about you joining. For now, you will keep your mouth shut, your
eyes open. From this moment, you are a probate Bitch, which means you live off the
club, but will come to the house when we ask. Before you are allowed over, you will
have to prove to the guys your loyalty and that you are serious about this. If they
want something, you do it. Don’t care what it is, you feel me?” Easy said and Freedom
paused and then nodded slowly.
She didn’t want anyone to touch her but these two men, but if she wanted to be protected,
and see where this led, she was going to do it. With a determined look on her face,
she looked up at him and finally answered.
“Yes, I understand,” she said firmly.
“You get what I am saying, babe? Because once you start down this road, there is
no going back. Once a Bitch always a Bitch, and none of the guys are gonna give a
shit if you
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